Ice Cream freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] Free to fly and let me bring it back Let me bring it back, let- Listen [Verse] This is for my rape cases Brace faces that got pretty up in my city, where they praise Hova and jock biggie We are not hippies Just chop sticky and grinders just until we can find some peace of mind Who finds these guys that are getting signed And why's the preacher's son saying -- all the time And if Selena Gomez used the wizardry to fly And she visited, I hit it and sent shivеrs up her spine, [?] Enough about me, how do you do? Talking to yoursеlf and blaming it on your Bluetooth That was cool, dude But ever since your partnership on Youtube, you're cookoo Posting for a single in your new suit I battlin' my non existent competition My rubber's missing, my nephew's sticking his Johnson in them I'm nastier than great grandma getting extensions And you don't weigh half of what I'm benching They say I dress professional but got a bad mouth Those be the main ones, that be having six babies and claim none As far as dirt, I'm not ashamed, son So while you put it under wraps, I just put it in my raps You got the jack, I'm too classic for beef That little boy mentality is out of fashion for me So you can whistle at my shorty while we out in the street The fact is, I'm with a freak while you out with your peeps, awesome You bike riders, lap sitters, no cash getters, brand old mattress trash diggers It must be cool to hate when you hungry and losin' weight And carry a screwed up face when a brother like you escapes Same story but a different chapter Losing him is not a big disaster My girl told me that you never missed the water til' the world runs dry So sayonara homie, I'm 'finna fly [Chorus] Now everybody put your left hand in the sky Forget about the right, 'cause everybody lies So is it really right to put it up to God? Knowing that we'll live a life of sin until we die So with all due respect, Mr. Most High Are you willing to propel me? This is my time, baby this my time