This Generation (Freestyle)
It's a clapped and tapped generation
They could never ever know what I'm thinking
Everybody get scared, federation
Flash PTSD, when I'm blinking
No strap but a shank on my waistline
Cos you know that the safety's basic
Nobody wanna work on the mainline
I'm smelling like Dubs with ma fragrance
All the opps say they opp block touring
All I know is that they goddamn boring
Don't talk to me like I'm a bin man
Or I'll put you in a mass grave, dig that
Yeah I looked in his eyes and I saw it
That raw ice fear man I love this
Yeah I know that your dot dots snoring
It's gathering dust, never barking
Yeah my crisp white creps are my forces
Yeah I love it how the black gyal bounce it
If you wanna get a vibe, better shout it
Cos I'm busy tryna buss move, dancing
Yeah my mandem close like a Kartel
Everybody wanna help, when I walk in
Cos I'm dressed in black like a bad man
Put a bally on my face, guess who man?
Your gyal like an animal, zoo man
She's a dog, dirt dog, say "ew, fam"
Why every bad girl wanna get fans
While none of dem fans wanna reach out
Yeah I love dem girls dem are ravers
But they bite like sharks and the 'gators
Yeah I got some man who are shavers
So don't step close, dem a chef yas
No I don't smoke weed, never blazing
Yeah my Henny and my chaser, chasing
Like M Franseze, love da business
But I feel Alite, when I hitman
Yeah I come like a badda man, bomb that
Yeah I bomb that speed, cos I like that
Nobody couldn't change my mind fam
Cos it real free me, and I want that
Everybody wanna talk bad man, bad chat
But I know that, none of dem prove that
Yeah I like that girl; but I know she's clapped
What's that? Nah, tell em "hey, fuck that"
Everybody wanna rush, slow down, take time
To the future zoom, that a goldmine
If you wanna bring straps, not fair where's mine
So I'll stick that, quick to your hairline
Wanna go romance, Paris France, treble that
But I ain't met a girl who's worthy
Never check price tags, but it don't mean that
I'm just gonna waste all my P's dem
Got electric sex, so I shock girls legs, make em shake that's some execution
Yeah I know that the way; that I live my life, will make me face persecution
But I don't really care, cos my mind freedom, and it's better than not having drugs yeah
So I'll load up packed with a bagga speed dem, yeah I love how I get euphoria
When I tap that beat, then you know that's heat
Cos we got dem monitors fired up
We go to the left, then I quick step right
Yeah I've never been caught with my bag right
Yeah I call up a girl, but I never beg dem
Cos her pum pum ain't my prerogative
Yeah she tell me that, I'm the one she wants
But I'm sorry, I don't want a chick now
Way back when, woulda jump, what a mug
But now I got my heart beat frozen
Yeah I'm cold in my mind, and my heart
This way, yeah I changed quick for the frontline
Got the coldest drip, but it ain't trending
So most people don't think I'm with that
Money ain't really my damn problem
Got the fam and the OG's sporting
If I ever die young, don't post soft shit
You're the reason, I turned out like this
If I ever die young, don't post soft shit
You're the reason, I turned out like this
They could never ever know what I'm thinking
Everybody get scared, federation
Flash PTSD, when I'm blinking
No strap but a shank on my waistline
Cos you know that the safety's basic
Nobody wanna work on the mainline
I'm smelling like Dubs with ma fragrance
All the opps say they opp block touring
All I know is that they goddamn boring
Don't talk to me like I'm a bin man
Or I'll put you in a mass grave, dig that
Yeah I looked in his eyes and I saw it
That raw ice fear man I love this
Yeah I know that your dot dots snoring
It's gathering dust, never barking
Yeah my crisp white creps are my forces
Yeah I love it how the black gyal bounce it
If you wanna get a vibe, better shout it
Cos I'm busy tryna buss move, dancing
Yeah my mandem close like a Kartel
Everybody wanna help, when I walk in
Cos I'm dressed in black like a bad man
Put a bally on my face, guess who man?
Your gyal like an animal, zoo man
She's a dog, dirt dog, say "ew, fam"
Why every bad girl wanna get fans
While none of dem fans wanna reach out
Yeah I love dem girls dem are ravers
But they bite like sharks and the 'gators
Yeah I got some man who are shavers
So don't step close, dem a chef yas
No I don't smoke weed, never blazing
Yeah my Henny and my chaser, chasing
Like M Franseze, love da business
But I feel Alite, when I hitman
Yeah I come like a badda man, bomb that
Yeah I bomb that speed, cos I like that
Nobody couldn't change my mind fam
Cos it real free me, and I want that
Everybody wanna talk bad man, bad chat
But I know that, none of dem prove that
Yeah I like that girl; but I know she's clapped
What's that? Nah, tell em "hey, fuck that"
Everybody wanna rush, slow down, take time
To the future zoom, that a goldmine
If you wanna bring straps, not fair where's mine
So I'll stick that, quick to your hairline
Wanna go romance, Paris France, treble that
But I ain't met a girl who's worthy
Never check price tags, but it don't mean that
I'm just gonna waste all my P's dem
Got electric sex, so I shock girls legs, make em shake that's some execution
Yeah I know that the way; that I live my life, will make me face persecution
But I don't really care, cos my mind freedom, and it's better than not having drugs yeah
So I'll load up packed with a bagga speed dem, yeah I love how I get euphoria
When I tap that beat, then you know that's heat
Cos we got dem monitors fired up
We go to the left, then I quick step right
Yeah I've never been caught with my bag right
Yeah I call up a girl, but I never beg dem
Cos her pum pum ain't my prerogative
Yeah she tell me that, I'm the one she wants
But I'm sorry, I don't want a chick now
Way back when, woulda jump, what a mug
But now I got my heart beat frozen
Yeah I'm cold in my mind, and my heart
This way, yeah I changed quick for the frontline
Got the coldest drip, but it ain't trending
So most people don't think I'm with that
Money ain't really my damn problem
Got the fam and the OG's sporting
If I ever die young, don't post soft shit
You're the reason, I turned out like this
If I ever die young, don't post soft shit
You're the reason, I turned out like this
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Writer(s): Cade Meanwell
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