The Multiverse Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] Aight, I'm ready man I ain't think I was gonna memorize this shit But I got it memorized, so Let's go Yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Okay, it's lookin' like the youngest catchin' up to you No diamond records but I'm coming brack it up to you But I got platinum acting like that ain't enough for you I have disgust for you, nah I got love for you See I'm amazed with all the diss that I been feelin' here lately Flow's crazy like Ye, I mean crazy like Ye BCA, please don't hate me, in fact Ye praise me They don't intimidate me so all these rap lames hate me Kinda remind mе you was making tracks to JAY-Z From [?] tell me, you get slappеd in the face When niggas hated on your raps, way back in the day You had to rap to put them niggas back in they place You still want grace, then show me grace, how you see jackin' with Drake But see I'm casually great, that shit be wrackin' their brains Tryna remember what it felt like to be in their primes And how I make it feel whack when they see me in mines So they say so and so is better like my name ain't— Truthfully man, I know I'm better, 'cause the game ain't... changed Been seven years and countin', they don't know how to work This took the game out... do my thang now it's perfect [Verse 2] I'm facing their urges, I'm thinkin' of verges Then flame these niggas, now I'm layin this verse Shit be insane, these niggas still thinkin' I'm worthless Niggas lame, so niggas can't hang She say I got a big **** with the curve in it And she be surfin', all kind of [?] on this shit Spit words, get these bitches mad wet Fuck them disses in your verse, nigga I get rep, mad respect I'm ten times plat, you can laugh at that I'm ten times, better than half of who's spittin' they friends' rhymes That's 'cause I pen mines, don't even try to mention classes, boy, I did mine They like, "Do another," I looked at 'em like [?] No rushin', I'm big time, I'm comin' up big time Up on the incline, why they stick they legs out when I'm at the finish line? I [?] when it's rent time Fuck up out my face if you hit on me anytime Lucky I got paid, I ain't mad, just give me mine This time, I'mma wait until you incentivize Missed my chance, probably missed it like twenty times Rich by chance, so I been tryna double mine and triple mine Duckin' all the simple-minded With the [?] face, fuckin' up my inner conscience Shit is nonsense, what would I be without faith? Talkin' to the stars, tell these [?] "About face!" Walk into the bar, shot of greatness, no clout chase I'm just glad I made it, bitch, I made it through the drought phase Through the pout phase, Tiller with the frowny face I used to down in hate, real depression The real lesson is make sure to give [?] The real blessin' is [?] I'm still pressin', [?], I'm still a threat, Tiller [Ending] Damn You know—you know, niggas be like "Don't rap" "We don't want to hear that, don't rap" And I be like "Don't cap, don't, don't Don't be actin' like it's whack, don't, don't We both know it ain't that, ho, no [?] it's 'cause I made Trapsoul But you can't spell Trapsoul without 'rapsoul,' I'm back, ho!" BTA is on the way I didn't rap much on this one so I figured I'd let some bars off But, uh, yeah, I'm excited for y'all to hear that It's gon' be a great one, man, it's gon' be great