I see the envy, the hate, the jealousy all of you n#gg#s are dead to me
I see the envy, the hate, the jealousy all of you n#gg#s are dead to me
I see the envy, the hate, the jealousy all of you n#gg#s are dead to me
I see the fake love
I seen a day 1 switch up on a n#gg#
Th-that be the reason I don’t fw n#gg#s
They cause the problems but think you don’t feel em
f#ck it I know how it go
Fall like domino
This a figure 4
Ric Flair flow
Tappin out or you tappin in
New enemies no friends
No weird energy
Whole clan throw up more hands than a damn centipede
Old b#tch won’t sh#t
So focused on blowing up some dead jealousy
Should’ve noticed what she been telling
Promoted more than what she been selling me
Little darker like the crib cellar
They owe me more than 20 grand salary
Well get the celery
This time next year ima need a mil for the feature
Next n#gg# try me just know that it’s Ether
Look at these rappers and know we ain’t equal
f#ck being cordial and tryna be peaceful
Really with all of the smoke ima cheefa
They talk that hot sh#t and hide when they see us
Knowing deep down that really wan’ be us
Hold on let me tone it down a little
My mama told me to stay and humble
She also told me that my time was coming
I’m standing on that til this rap get me racks
Yeah it ain’t enough ratchet rich blacks
When most don’t get out they get trapped
Smoke powder pack
Strung out on more Sour patch
They don’t wanna how to act
Stuck on our back
We f#cked and we both got attached
Gone end up with cold bloody hands
Go blow down the gas
Shit
Its magic the way I’m controlling my accent
She fast but she slowed down to hope ima catch her
In fact she just told me she know ima rapper
Got lungs like she Yebba
She been calling after
When I been on point with these hoes
Im adapting
Well if you adapting the let me get after
These b#tches ain’t sh#t and these n#gg#s be cappin
These n#gg#s is actors
They never active
Im back in for blood like i’m donating plasma
It’s magic I’m-
This just a freestyle til the album get done
f#ck a press run this year is the one
I ain’t with the social media gimmicks or doing sh#t that’s trending
Just to sell a album who are you kidding
I let the music speak for itself
Why ya sh#t on a shelf waiting for labels to tell you what’s next
Been running my own race and sprint at my own pace
Politicking with millionaires that understand they place for real
Lately I learned to blow out your feelings and seal them off in the cloud
The type of kind you deal with from being far from the crowd
Now they thinking we been apart of it cause of clout
So its all false positive
All broke promises
And more thorn flowers they probably been tossing out
They all dog pile on the pollen thats fallen out
While the small dogs watching the larger ones run around
Im plotting on other grounds
On how to discover sounds
Im finding it
A no hands on misogynist
But no its not obvious i been hiding it well
Grown #ss man won’t get out his shell
He got the skill
And acknowledge it
Still he got the college sh#t to pilot and to politic still
But what the problem is alot of this not in his will
He can’t be honest with his honor since he lie to his girl
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Of ways he not like real forreal
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