Cleanse Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: Radamiz] Lightman, Lightman, Lightman, Lightman, ayy [Verse 1: Radamiz] I hate bullies Hate that you can be racist, but love A Boogie You got one friend from NY, think you know Brooklyn Got your first check, spent it on a logo hoodie Broke so long, you needed to stunt, right? Someone needs to see that you paid a price Poverty has its wounds, so you heal with swipes Helps you sleep at night, hmm Stepping on snakes, got me snakeskin loafers Supreme selvedge jeans, a makeshift holster Pull up to the function, palms open, skull glowing Lord, keep me away from these hoes in mens clothes Keep me away from thе price of a man's soul If you need me rich, make mе rich If you need me broke, make me broke [Chorus: Radamiz] I got wrath in me, but I train it Fashion on me, you can't read it Everyone else comfy, I gotta be it Twenty years in, now I see it [Verse 2: Radamiz] They are not gatekeepers, they not sleeping They noticed, kept quiet, competing Yo, don't call me a legend, just got these nines wet Too many get called legend just 'cause they ain't die yet Got no knowledge, just need my soul proper Think you so popping, dog, you a soap opera You grass-is-greener guy, you's a grasshopper Can't let them wear me out, I know the world watching Can stand in one place and be a globetrotter Who lied and said the goal is to have no problems? So much good problems, could fill a book 'bout 'em No form 'round him, walking clear water Cable ripper-outer, I'm a showstopper Name got more louder, fame and more power So these targets on my body like Stone Island Before he say, she say, Issey Miyake, it was Brocs And Beefs or secondhand butters that popped from the seams Quarter waters sip on the crates, recalling the block We were stars, thinking small, now we large in them spots What we have is enough, give it all that I got Made it triple, made it square root of nine Made it pimple, made it pop Made it out of the forgotten I can read your contracts 'cause they stole from my dollars Keep me out your parties, I'm not in any detention, yeah Can win in office doing no politicking, mm Keep me sensitive, I be thinking for many I don't think in two cents, can't pay me in pennies I'm cool with a sneaker deal and my hair when I'm sixty Cool with a record deal long as it ain't a prison, yo Bummie on Rodeo, Loewe in the trenches Terrible at texting when I'm handling business You can tell I've changed from the fitness to diction Wings don't melt off me 'cause I know my limits [Chorus: Radamiz] I got wrath in me, but I train it Fashion on me, can't read it Everyone else comfy, I gotta be it Twenty years in, now I see it [Verse 3: Radamiz] Yo, this is not for Flex to drop bombs on us again But he did blend us after "All About The Benjamins" After the encouragement, started to think and reminisce Dreams come true, but some be tainted a bit Praying for the victims and I pray for Diddy's sins Some wait for revenge, I be praying for his kids Hard to know what's true, but I saw what I did Who led you astray? Was the payment worth the end? Stay in this game enough, you'll know many skeletons What will you follow? Hatred's the latest trend I guess it's easier to point fingers than shake a hand Tempted to judge, but I get brave and then rescind Look at all the steps it done took to make a band (Radamiz, I see you) [Outro: Radamiz] I got wrath in me, but I train it Lightman, cleanse (Radamiz, I see you)