Walk Flow (Freestyle)
Said she love me before I came
Thought she never would change
Bag talk,Money talk
Haters gone come
Christian Dior,shoes
Match my belt
Ice on me ice freeze
Not winter season
Bad bitch swear she lit
She too conceited
Beat her back she run from me
Usain Speed
Said she love me before I came
Thought she never would change
Fuck that pain on me
I ain't have no umbrella
When it rained on me
Bitch couldn't stay down
Would've bought you a Range Rover
Whole lot of people didn't stay down
Ima pray they don't never come around me
I don't need bad energy
I miss when she ride the D Horsey
Sign me Endorse me
Jumped off the porch I had landed on both feet
Wanted to hold you closely
Missing you if you didn't notice
She'll probably fuck a nigga for a purse
Swear I turn a nigga up with one verse
Bitch said she'll be attorney
Bitch couldn't be apart of my journey
Got drank in my cup and I'm burning,I'm burning
Steady rolling up exotic stuff
I'm hurting, they turned on me
Rag to riches show you exactly how we did it
Trap hard flip this shit ima Trap chemist
Not average
Bitch play with my money ima savage
And I got some problems
You can thank my Dad yeah
Rich nigga shit when I'm shopping
Had to let her know that I'm popping
I can pop it
Pulling out, let the top down robotics
Ion wanna hear from nobody
Got drank in my cup and I'm burning
Whole lot of blue faces got they face turning
Whole lot of drank in my cup and I'm swerving
I ain't used to this shit been getting up early
Yea my mind made up
I'm getting money yea I love my life
Ima real nigga can't play with me
Ima standup I done earned my stripes
Get a lot of money
Yea, Fuck a lot of bitches
Foot on the gas, it's a lot of mileage
Yea jus like her pussy
I ain't never tripping im ready to spaz
Them some pussy Niggas
Niggas show you that they getting money
Won't let you get it with them
Why you tryna act innocent?
Bitch you know you not innocent
Yea we all commit sins
Yea we all done did shit
Why you couldn't just keep it real
Know we started as real friends
I be spitting real spill
Wanted to have a real ending
Get a lot of money yea
Fuck a lot of bitches yeah
Lot of faces yeah
But I don't really fuck with people
(Swear I wanted to have a real ending)
I don't really fuck with people,32 baby
Get a lot of money yeah
And fuck a lot of bitches
Thought she never would change
Bag talk,Money talk
Haters gone come
Christian Dior,shoes
Match my belt
Ice on me ice freeze
Not winter season
Bad bitch swear she lit
She too conceited
Beat her back she run from me
Usain Speed
Said she love me before I came
Thought she never would change
Fuck that pain on me
I ain't have no umbrella
When it rained on me
Bitch couldn't stay down
Would've bought you a Range Rover
Whole lot of people didn't stay down
Ima pray they don't never come around me
I don't need bad energy
I miss when she ride the D Horsey
Sign me Endorse me
Jumped off the porch I had landed on both feet
Wanted to hold you closely
Missing you if you didn't notice
She'll probably fuck a nigga for a purse
Swear I turn a nigga up with one verse
Bitch said she'll be attorney
Bitch couldn't be apart of my journey
Got drank in my cup and I'm burning,I'm burning
Steady rolling up exotic stuff
I'm hurting, they turned on me
Rag to riches show you exactly how we did it
Trap hard flip this shit ima Trap chemist
Not average
Bitch play with my money ima savage
And I got some problems
You can thank my Dad yeah
Rich nigga shit when I'm shopping
Had to let her know that I'm popping
I can pop it
Pulling out, let the top down robotics
Ion wanna hear from nobody
Got drank in my cup and I'm burning
Whole lot of blue faces got they face turning
Whole lot of drank in my cup and I'm swerving
I ain't used to this shit been getting up early
Yea my mind made up
I'm getting money yea I love my life
Ima real nigga can't play with me
Ima standup I done earned my stripes
Get a lot of money
Yea, Fuck a lot of bitches
Foot on the gas, it's a lot of mileage
Yea jus like her pussy
I ain't never tripping im ready to spaz
Them some pussy Niggas
Niggas show you that they getting money
Won't let you get it with them
Why you tryna act innocent?
Bitch you know you not innocent
Yea we all commit sins
Yea we all done did shit
Why you couldn't just keep it real
Know we started as real friends
I be spitting real spill
Wanted to have a real ending
Get a lot of money yea
Fuck a lot of bitches yeah
Lot of faces yeah
But I don't really fuck with people
(Swear I wanted to have a real ending)
I don't really fuck with people,32 baby
Get a lot of money yeah
And fuck a lot of bitches
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