Two Yats Freestyle

Lyrics
[Intro] Yo Man, beef's cracking, got this bitch chatting shit as well Let me tell you something man What am I gonna do, man? [Verse] Nah, I can't give no fucks Sorry, I don't want no love Talk tough get a punch in the gut Little broke boy, you ain't seen a hundred bucks I roll round with a hundred thugs No science, but I got the bunsen tucked With Stelf, get the onions flung 'Cause all I ever hear about is guns and drugs All I ever hear about is sex and violence That's niggas getting dropped and chicks giving birth That's another cold son in the system who'll be picking up on consignment Apple don't fall too far from the tree in the east We don't branch out or divert Your girl calls my line on private Saw my showerman jacket, now she wanna get stoned on my island But I don't want a gold digger, I'd rather walk to her, go figure I'm a cold nigga, streets turned my heart to an ice block when I saw Adam on a pavement dead Now I got pavement stress Trap boys just wanna separate chain from chest Really I was tryna blaze some sets Counterproductive, I graft with my days instead Max, check, patience yes I got connections, 8s and Zs Boxes, halves, I got ape and chef Got white from a Caucasian gent Now my pockets look fatter than a slob on the couch You was on chat and got a box in the mouth I go missing like coins getting lost in the [?] before the cops gone and really got to my house Kids got dropped in the mouth Rover, hid white shots in my mouth And got a Russian chick called Ogard, let me do the iPhone drops to her house '078, tell the gyaldem crew, don't bill it late First come first serve, don't let me wait I'm gonna be pissed if I don't penetrate Got class, got manners but before I finish the speech she done back it up Streets want savage up But I'm sweet to the chicks, getting blocked like I'm reading a script She ain't coming back if I poke her Fold down if you like, this ain't poker Sometimes I'm getting freaky with the poker I'm anti-knife crime, but I can't be another fallen soldier And I wouldn't talk to the press for exposure Like I wouldn't talk to my ex ting for closure I'm colder, older When you hear Max, you're listening to a veteran, I already told ya They told me "Max, you should've already blown" All I wanted was a Rollie and white Range Rover Nah I'm joking, I know I should've blown But I'm steady on course, and the race ain't over 2015 you were sending, dead Went for the king and got ended, dead Don't mix, man are not blending You don't wanna get a white chalk ending, dead Nug shot pending, 'nough man in their collectives dead H-k k-k-k [?] his friend I don't wanna spit with you and your bredrins them Them man know I got the shank when I'm here Flex 2 yats, double tap when I'm here Be on your job, don't lack when I'm here Drop 4 wraps on a cat when I'm here I don't really show no love when I'm here Get a lot of love from the sluts in the club when I'm here I'm right by the drugs and guns when I'm here A man can get slumped when I'm here Who's that M to the X Another badman inside the party Can't send no threats Yeah I got the thingy on deck [?] yats, straight hands on neck All of my drillers got bands on them Gucci, Louis, I'm cutting up white Look at your beanie, preeing my life Them man know that I'm billing a big vibe I'm getting dirty like I'm covered in bin liner Who's on a riddim? The lyrical slip-slide All hot gyaldem for flash your tits rider [?] from the east and filling it deeper Lock your ex and get the feature Weren't really listening to Nas on Ether UKG and Wiley out the speaker I used to dream 'bout being an MC Nowadays, I dream 'bout me in a Bentley Old friends, no love lost, I just dead niggas I thought were my friends, full up of jealous and envy And the street's too much And I can't get nicked 'cause my head's too tucked I don't wanna roll strapped but I said too much I'm prepared for something to catch on, that's real life [Outro] Yeah? That's the meds though Maxsta You already know what's going on man Yeah it's a beautiful day Hold tight Aks, hold tight Stelf The Great England Yeah, ya dun know You know what's going on, you know where we come from You know what we've had to do (Come on 30th of October 2018) Even just to be smiling today, you get me? Hold tight all my east siders Hold tight all my Londoners though (twelve o'clock) North, west, everywhere, you get me Trust me Maxsta
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- Maxsta