Nick Grant | Funk Flex | #Freestyle018

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[Verse] The high life, Mekhi Phif', let's make it rich From going back and forth with that yay' like Taylor Swift Your label getting lazy , you dealing with major shit Listen bitch, we in the house you barely can the rent huh? Never caught in the trap, I'm just rebelling Man, I much rather the preacher tell it than yell it My competition sweet my nigga tell it to Tevin I Campbell soup the coupe while bumping Usher Confessions Every ghetto possesses young intelligent felons Was the guiding light while granny was watching Young and the Restless Check, I thought I told you I'm a rare nigga Taking candy from the baby, kill the care giver Bodies in trunks, don't make me Cassius Clay a nigga Life's a roller coaster, I'm being fair with you Not underrated they just called on me now You act like you ain't heard the single, I was born to get down Going crazy listen baby, I got the formula now This is big boy talk, I put on a few pounds Yeah Flex " drop a bomb" on this shit my nigga We don proof, time two Tuscan leather, what would the Fonz do? 100 models all in the crib straight from Milan Was the shit before I came in the game, got that LeBron juice Hustle like homeward bound I brought my dogs through Don't be mad at me, be mad at who you signed to Niggas talking to pigs like they got swine flu A( I)ma step above all these niggas baby, Tyronn Lue Yeah flow stellar, I got my groove back Goon rap , here's a king speech over boom bap Who's that? Somebody clean the windows These niggas seem suspicious, man I'm just cleaning different Skinny jeans and Visvims, slyest innuendos They point me at the line up, meaning that I'm that nigga Not your average rapper, my train of thoughts off the rail Like a Marcus Garvey, Chevy all black and I park it well I'm from the ghetto and trust that it taught me well My shooters ill with the 'matic, Nigga "it ain't hard to tell " Yeah forever young , uh I'm part Pharrell Like a snake shedding skin, nigga I'm off the scale Get serenaded by hooks like a song with Miguel Bout my broccoli and kale, yeah that Bobby De Niro Talking so much money, I can make Oprah pop it for Gayle You got the type of flow where you sit and rot on a shelf At the drop of a dime, you collect calling for 12 Man this green will make you mad, back to my obvious self Flex, who fucking with me? None, I'm Kobe baby These niggas overrated , the game is so forsaken Okay it's back to business, we going corporate baby Licking off them bald heads, Melvin Jodi baby This goes out to them niggas who thought I'd fail Was dark as hell, trust god and I prevailed Ain't seen a rapper coming this strong since Melle Mel Nigga please, you ain't cut from my cloth, Gordon Gartrelle ass niggas ...