SZA (Freestyle)
Krafty yo
They been waiting on me and so I'm here
They thought i was sleepin
They thought i was sick
I was learnin to ball
Learnin to spit
And I only speak
When i ought to speak, my nigga
And still can't chew no beef, my nigga
And i stil can't do no spliff, my nigga
Chill now, peace sign, freestyle nigga
From this side we slide, you get that nigga?
Hot flows I can see
I got goals to achieve
So I ask God on my knees
Whoever judgin "nigga please!"
Collectin bills like I'm SZA
This is practice on a freestyle
Bumpin "Off-Season" in my ears now
What you lookin forward to? Easter!
It's a real nigga, diggin 6 figures
Tryna get bigger non stop
I done left niggas tryna fake lyrics
Cause I'm best spittin hot flows
These niggas don't know no goals
I'm feelin like King Kong goin G.O.A.T
Composing cause all songs dope gold
And deposit my dough no more broke
I'm sick of the flops, I'm sick of this shit
Pretending it's bars, I'm sick of this shit
I'm bring a new world, beginning my work
It's a kick at the door, I'm sick of this shit
I'm dribblin past defenses
I'm keeping my talk offensive
I JID at the ground you dancing
And I took a lil nap for resting
I'm keeping my style to basic
I'm shootin the stars, not aiming
I'm living on Mars, I'm Alien
Cadence be disturbin on every occasion
I wanna move to a foreign location
Kungfu- this beat like I'm asian
New school, old school, I'm phasin
I can show, but I cannot tell this
Elvis
Heard the verse, said it's metaverse
He ain't really first, girl heard it first
We ain't ain't slurp, doesn't even hurt
When she givin me Pelvis, yo
Hope we get chance to fold
And get us place to home, yeah listen
They been waiting on me
And so I'm here
They thought I was sleepin
They thought I was sick
I was learnin to ball
Learnin to spit
And i only speak
When i ought to speak, my nigga
And still can't chew no beef, my nigga
And I stil can't do no spliff, my nigga
Chill now, peace sign, freestyle nigga
From this side we slide, you get that nigga?
Hot flows I can see
I got goals to achieve
So I ask God on my knees
Whoever judgin "nigga please!"
Collectin bills like I'm SZA
This is practice on a freestyle
Bumpin "Off-Season" in my ears now
What you lookin forward to? Easter
This next verse though
Iyi verse
Listen
I'm counting my days and my days never long enough
Tryna make amends, even when I'm getting off of a-
Cliff and the trends, never catch a nigga fall for that
I'm down for a change, but a chain never fall for that ayy
Trap all these fans, I'mma duck all the trends
Overtake every car, I'mma speed on this lane
I'm slaying these bars, like I'm slim shady
Slap that budget, I'm not even fancy, ayy
I'm not even fancy, I come from Kigali
You know the change that I'm chasin won't allow me to party
I'm outting thee Gees, and I'm outting these feelings
And I'm venting, I'm venting I'm running for the keys I-
Don't flex I know where peace lies
Freestyles and confidence in God
Big dawgs and trust in my own fam
3 times I'm going for the Big Bang
And I'm pushing that button for real Gang
I'm coming, I'm bombing, Nagasaki, Vietnam
Kigali on fire, get ready on God
Woah, I look at the trees and leaves and kids
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
I figured the secret to keep it one hundred
Keeps beefs outside of the door
I could tell you my biggest fear oh God
Is if I die without being the goat
Yeah I keep it on five on five, I'm always on time
You know that my mission gon keep me high
I told that demon it won't take me alive
I'm fucking with you, you know how we do
I'm savage I'm wilding, I'm writing my truths
I'm at peace when I'm rhyming, I'm rapping
The problems I'm floatin' above 'em
This got me addict' when I'm out in the stu
The feeling of feeling neglecte' don't hurt me
When I know they lacking an ounce of clue
I'm down for this, I'm dog off the leash
They know I'm a King, in my town I'm a kid
But they gon' gimme the keys
To the streets and Kingdo'
This ain't no game for the beef
You know what time that it is
You know what time it is
It's Kraft o' Clock
Krafty yo
They been waiting on me and so I'm here
They thought i was sleepin
They thought i was sick
I was learnin to ball
Learnin to spit
And I only speak
When i ought to speak, my nigga
And still can't chew no beef, my nigga
And i stil can't do no spliff, my nigga
Chill now, peace sign, freestyle nigga
From this side we slide, you get that nigga?
Hot flows I can see
I got goals to achieve
So I ask God on my knees
Whoever judgin "nigga please!"
Collectin bills like I'm SZA
This is practice on a freestyle
Bumpin "Off-Season" in my ears now
What you lookin forward to? Easter!
It's a real nigga, diggin 6 figures
Tryna get bigger non stop
I done left niggas tryna fake lyrics
Cause I'm best spittin hot flows
These niggas don't know no goals
I'm feelin like King Kong goin G.O.A.T
Composing cause all songs dope gold
And deposit my dough no more broke
I'm sick of the flops, I'm sick of this shit
Pretending it's bars, I'm sick of this shit
I'm bring a new world, beginning my work
It's a kick at the door, I'm sick of this shit
I'm dribblin past defenses
I'm keeping my talk offensive
I JID at the ground you dancing
And I took a lil nap for resting
I'm keeping my style to basic
I'm shootin the stars, not aiming
I'm living on Mars, I'm Alien
Cadence be disturbin on every occasion
I wanna move to a foreign location
Kungfu- this beat like I'm asian
New school, old school, I'm phasin
I can show, but I cannot tell this
Elvis
Heard the verse, said it's metaverse
He ain't really first, girl heard it first
We ain't ain't slurp, doesn't even hurt
When she givin me Pelvis, yo
Hope we get chance to fold
And get us place to home, yeah listen
They been waiting on me
And so I'm here
They thought I was sleepin
They thought I was sick
I was learnin to ball
Learnin to spit
And i only speak
When i ought to speak, my nigga
And still can't chew no beef, my nigga
And I stil can't do no spliff, my nigga
Chill now, peace sign, freestyle nigga
From this side we slide, you get that nigga?
Hot flows I can see
I got goals to achieve
So I ask God on my knees
Whoever judgin "nigga please!"
Collectin bills like I'm SZA
This is practice on a freestyle
Bumpin "Off-Season" in my ears now
What you lookin forward to? Easter
This next verse though
Iyi verse
Listen
I'm counting my days and my days never long enough
Tryna make amends, even when I'm getting off of a-
Cliff and the trends, never catch a nigga fall for that
I'm down for a change, but a chain never fall for that ayy
Trap all these fans, I'mma duck all the trends
Overtake every car, I'mma speed on this lane
I'm slaying these bars, like I'm slim shady
Slap that budget, I'm not even fancy, ayy
I'm not even fancy, I come from Kigali
You know the change that I'm chasin won't allow me to party
I'm outting thee Gees, and I'm outting these feelings
And I'm venting, I'm venting I'm running for the keys I-
Don't flex I know where peace lies
Freestyles and confidence in God
Big dawgs and trust in my own fam
3 times I'm going for the Big Bang
And I'm pushing that button for real Gang
I'm coming, I'm bombing, Nagasaki, Vietnam
Kigali on fire, get ready on God
Woah, I look at the trees and leaves and kids
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
I figured the secret to keep it one hundred
Keeps beefs outside of the door
I could tell you my biggest fear oh God
Is if I die without being the goat
Yeah I keep it on five on five, I'm always on time
You know that my mission gon keep me high
I told that demon it won't take me alive
I'm fucking with you, you know how we do
I'm savage I'm wilding, I'm writing my truths
I'm at peace when I'm rhyming, I'm rapping
The problems I'm floatin' above 'em
This got me addict' when I'm out in the stu
The feeling of feeling neglecte' don't hurt me
When I know they lacking an ounce of clue
I'm down for this, I'm dog off the leash
They know I'm a King, in my town I'm a kid
But they gon' gimme the keys
To the streets and Kingdo'
This ain't no game for the beef
You know what time that it is
You know what time it is
It's Kraft o' Clock
Krafty yo
Credits
Writer(s): Mutabazi Irakoze Willy Christian
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