Freestyle

Lyrics
[Chorus] Whoa, I don't give a fuck who you know (no, no) No (no, no) Whoa (whoa), caught some feelings, I like me better before (yeah, mmm, sheesh) Whoa (whoa, what), I done cracked the code, like a frisbee I'm throwed (I'm throwed) Whoa (jeez, hanh), whoa (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) [Verse] I am not a rapper, I'm a factor (yessir) Real GQ with it, the bitches say I'm dapper (ooh wee) Big capper, he is just an actor Shit done got me flabbergasted (ugh) and I'm after (what) Moolah and the quap, and if it's not it do not matter Want the cake batter, big platter, bad biddie, ass fatter (woo) They try to bite the steez, but I am a zig zagger I don't do the chitter chatter (no), I think I'm Mick Jagger (yup) I think I'm Big Willie, Makaveli, Biggie, oh really? (oh really?) So silly, no, really, no chill he so filthy, so silky Got the flavor, don't do favors, I don't need one Two cents, you could keep 'em, everything original, he a re-run They all up on my nuts like a pecan (get off) And I'm just gettin' started, I just begun The way I'm touchin' trees, call me Doctor Greenthumb (woo) And I been goin' three dumb (yee) Circle got smaller 'cause I had to delete some I got the vision, some people can't even see one (wow) Every season feelin' like my season If I say that I'ma do it, gotta see it through (true) Took a couple L's, seen a few (damn), ooh (ooh) Keep it cool, I work better when pressure's applied At the moment, it's about thirty minutes to five In the A.M. 'cause they keep on sayin' You should get a real job, blah-dee-blah-dee-blah-blah What's the fun in that? Tryin' to keep my pride intact (that's called) Fuckin' facts (facts), I'ma do this shit 'til I collapse And they wanna give you daps, give me racks We could skip the pats on the backs and the small chats (yeah) I'm more into big talks, this sauce, it cost sleep loss Every day I'm hustlin', Ricky Ross Don't know what you heard, don't know what you thought, what you think? It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings (ooh) Had to to cut back on the drink, and cut off a couple tings I want championship rings and whatever that brings (yessir) I'm goin' strong and I'm blowin' strong (woo), online is what I'm not goin' on I'm goin' in (yee), I don't even stop when I want (why), I'ma stop when it's all said and done (You feel me?) [Chorus] Whoa, I don't give a fuck who you know (no, no) No (no, no) Whoa (whoa), caught some feelings, I like me better before (mmm, sheesh) Whoa (whoa, what), I done cracked the code, like a frisbee I'm throwed (I'm throwed) Whoa (jeez, hanh), whoa (whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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- Spadez