Into the Fire Freestyle
Last name Hughes on the jersey like it's hockey
Bitch you not me, bitch get off me
She gave it to me ASAP, you woulda thought that ass was rocky
You can't stop me, you can't watch me
Got me rollin' up some loose leaf
Niggas mad cause I'm gettin' paper like a spruce tree
Bruce Lee, kick it with these niggas so goofy
They think I'm Bruce Campbell, everything I do is groovy
This new music that you droppin' don't move me
These niggas droppin' albums, I'm droppin' fuckin' eulogies
Rap game Dahmer, kill these niggas then I eat them
You can't beat them, they so weak man
Get the fuck off the stage
They comment on my posts but they blocked on my page
Niggas act like they missin' the rage
But come around me one time I bet they, uh
They won't make it another day, they won't make it another life, huh
They talk about me while I'm fuckin' they wife, uh
They talk about me while I'm drinkin' the tea, uh
They talk about me while I'm rollin' up weed, uh
Just kiddin', I don't smoke man
But it's niggas who act like they uncle was the dopeman
You not dope, man, quit lyin' to us
Say you ridin' a Lamborghini but you ridin' a bus
It's the niggas from my past that I left in the dust
Grippin' the clutch, lyrically I'm cold as fuck
Give him a buck, huh, turn down for what, uh
Bitch you not me, bitch get off me
She gave it to me ASAP, you woulda thought that ass was rocky
You can't stop me, you can't watch me
Got me rollin' up some loose leaf
Niggas mad cause I'm gettin' paper like a spruce tree
Bruce Lee, kick it with these niggas so goofy
They think I'm Bruce Campbell, everything I do is groovy
This new music that you droppin' don't move me
These niggas droppin' albums, I'm droppin' fuckin' eulogies
Rap game Dahmer, kill these niggas then I eat them
You can't beat them, they so weak man
Get the fuck off the stage
They comment on my posts but they blocked on my page
Niggas act like they missin' the rage
But come around me one time I bet they, uh
They won't make it another day, they won't make it another life, huh
They talk about me while I'm fuckin' they wife, uh
They talk about me while I'm drinkin' the tea, uh
They talk about me while I'm rollin' up weed, uh
Just kiddin', I don't smoke man
But it's niggas who act like they uncle was the dopeman
You not dope, man, quit lyin' to us
Say you ridin' a Lamborghini but you ridin' a bus
It's the niggas from my past that I left in the dust
Grippin' the clutch, lyrically I'm cold as fuck
Give him a buck, huh, turn down for what, uh
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Writer(s): Reece Hughes
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