Heavens Gates Freestyle

They talkin about him
They talkin about him, I know you heard a lot about him
Oh you know
It's Young Roz

Yeah I'm back in my bag you lil bitch
This the inventor of swag, you lil trick
Peep the way that I hop, just get hip
Watch the way that you talking, fix your lips

I done climbed to the top, we on a cliff
And ain't nothing above us, but the almighty
And the views is so vibey, what a sightseeing
I bring the rain all my jewelry the lightning

This a category six, get a bag and make it flip
Watch me do a magic trick
And turn nothing into something, then I multiply that shit
Spread it out in different bellies and make babies out of it

Plant a seed and watch it blossom, make a forest out that bitch
Bring the rumble to the jungle then I fortify the clique
I'm on the way to gettin' rich, ain't no more time for gettin' lit
Ima run me up a billion, I'm confident in this

Got the ammo for the weapons, know my closet is equipped
Slidin' in the purosangue through the mountains and the cliffs
See the ocean in the glimpse
This aint the damn 88 or the 58

I was born in that 94 down in LA
That's that SoCal baby, yeah
Where the angels wait, where the heavens gates
Open up for the prophets, then we elevate

Hit the interstate just to innovate
Even if I showed up hella late, know the mamba ate
Man every 24 like Kobe did
Before the Crypto Arena

Phil Jackson, Miss Walker, if you know, you know
No I can't make this shit up it just come from the within
Man where do I begin? I need you to comprehend
I showed a lot of affection, done made too many connections

To ever really be stressin', I know I'm blessed with the bestest
Familia, I hope I hit the lotteria
Cuz the chances is better than makin' it in this career
And aint no man that I fear cept the higher power

And this the type of beat that I could go for hours
Yeah you know it's Young Roz, man I need my flowers
Make something out of nothing like I got superpowers
If I want it, ima get it, ima make that shit ours

Flyer than the pelicans, the eagles, and owls
This is higher than I've ever been
I'm at the top floor of the Wynn
I swear to God, I turn every damn loss to a win

Like a Asian motherfucker, last name got the Nguyen in it
Man, I'm barely gettin' started, know this really the beginning
I pray you niggas is listening, all you niggas is witnesses
On my world cup shit man all my peoples is kickin' it

Packin' house at the MSG
Tell em Free Tate and my nigga Tory
Came to the big state, made history
Get to floatin' and flowin', I travel through all the zonin's
I turn the nights into mornings

All my nights turn to sunrises
I'm gettin' head while the sunrising
Top down bitch I'm still driving
Way too up, come and see about it yeah yeah