323 Freestyle

When I pull up in the white Benz, Black Rims
Word of advice, my nigga, just stop hatin', yeah
You see the 40 hangin' out the Roc Nation shorts and the wife beater
I promise this shit is not basic

Straight to the top but we are not racin
Tryna keep up with the moves but you can't, uh
You should stop pacin', yourself
Every time you look in the mirror tryna mimic what I do

You gon' start hatin' yourself, yeah
I relate to that haiku of a sentiment
Your energy's riddled with fraudulent tendencies, mannin' them
It's hard to have the upper hand in a battle when

You no tougher than your shadow, we don't see you, nigga, shadow ban you
Shit, Mr. Miyagi to you niggas, you better channel Daniel
Even if you tried to make sense of bitin' the hand in that feeds you
Warring against me, you'd never have enough ammo around you

You can't hide, you can never have enough cam around you
I'm the first two-step, promise I'll dance around you
Feel like Santa around you, yeah
Red dot on your nose and you and your friends feel like prancer around you, yeah

You wanna make it anywhere in life, I suggest you get rid of that cancer around you, yeah
And all your friends that are yes-men, they don't do shit
They only excuses is they can't, that's why your trophy case vacant
Uh, niggas don't wanna see you at the top and prevail

Niggas rather see you locked in a cell, yeah
Fuck niggas, I don't need handouts from niggas
Hands out, cut your hands off, now it's man down
His man died, now it's his turn, cause he ran down

Cause he know I had big birtha on me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I said every day the same song
Every day the same song

Every day the rainstorm
Every day the rainstorm
We get rained on, uh
They always tell me it'll be okay

I know that it can't, I know that we're not
Ever relate to what I've been through, yeah
Even though he got a umbrella and a thug in him
Makes everything hard, look underwhelming

When it's not simple, oh, it's not simple
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
When I pull up in the white Benz
Black Rams, word of advice, my nigga, just stop hatin

My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga
You see the 40 hangin' out the rock, nigga
Switch, switch, switch, switch, switch

Switch, switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch