Freestyle

Woah woah

Frome NY put on my shades
Now the city just looking like Gotham
Woah
All black just like the men in black
When I take my shades off I see ufos
Don't trust nobody could be a friend or foe
I don't got time for this shit yeah
Don't no time for the arguing
I don't got time for that shit yeah
So I just get up and go are
Our gone do what I say yeah
I really just be antisocial
I just be all on my lonely yeah
I just be all on my dolly yeah
Waoh
I might just bust down the rolly yeah
Niggas be cap like Michel and nes
Cap cap cap cap
Selling this work like breaking bad
Was in school never use to follow the rules
When I go out to PA I stay with my tools
Like bruce Wayne two different identity's
I stay with my nine but no im not a cop
Fuck her I got her on cam like Kim K
You know I hit it first just like Ray J
He dodging them bullets gone make him hit the nae nae
Yeah
He gone hit his Dougie
Waoh
I go to the range to go clear my mind
I go to the range to go clear a clip
(pew pew)
That's 9 in the clip
(pew pew)
And one in the head
(pew pew)
You do the math
(pew pew)
Your time just expired
The kids they look up to me
Joestar



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Baillie
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