Amnesia (First Person Shooter Freestyle)

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah One at a time, that's all it takes to climb, baby Uh, uh, uh [Verse] Dollar sign cufflink, pen and green blazer Destined to be this since I was a teenager Graduated out of my class with three majors Best thing that happened to tracks and speed racer Niggas better shape up now, clean taper Bloody homicide on wax, masking paper Niggas can't believe this sound, repeat danger People get amnesia now, between favors Critics kissing ass again, knee scraper Forty bucks, they turn into V Baker A little bit of AI, it seem major The scene's faker, thе beat taker Out of neighborhood whеre we get to dream Harley The lies ain't last, forgetting the scene, sorry I need a celebration break, the drinks call me When the brother breaks, they slipping the mink on me Treading at the mall, I think they seem corny Hope you niggas jump off the boat and sink on me Losing it, I'm right on the brink, thing on me Ain't nobody showing up to a pity party I'm top shelf proudly, a little Ferragamo You lost your fucking mind if you wrote a rap about me You typing all day dog, you need another hobby Experiences, I'm about to have an outer-body You put me on your list, then you gotta old-time me I'm greater, ruthless, gutter, grimy Ops know they fucking with the best, come find me I'm bulletproof, repping Teflon Donny Well known, I don't gotta use my ID Should've stayed in your living room, you snotty N.Y. Monday, Cancun on Friday Top slots, I'ma need two, collage me Black jar, there's a lot of room behind me Seems like every year I lose somebody More than [?] Illuminati Clouds full of smoke, like, vroom, Ferrari Keeping all that fake love, I prefer to hate I'm killing everything, check my murder rate Take the scene off, use the purple tape I provide the lines that you regurgitate And the gloves been off, you just heard it late Nigga's spineless now, with no vertebrae I got a timeless style with no certainty And what you thought ain't next, but it's worth the wait Underestimating is a no-no Better watch what you do, like the GoPro I'ma make another ticket on the logo Futuristic, I never had a old flow Better team up, you don't want it with me solo If you throwing out names, you need promo Legend in the flesh, it's best you sneak photos Still getting past the press like T. Romo I ain't miss once, I punch like [?] Real like a vintage [?] on fleece polo Hold on, devour me whole, like Komodos Here's your credentials, we got to show those