Grown Simba Freestyle

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag] Nigga please we a different breed, you dissing us you niggas dissing G's Yea come to rapping, you gon' see a nigga snapping like I'm missing trees I put pianos on the boat, you niggas shipping keys Life ain't a joke so we flipping coke, flipping weed Whatever float a nigga boat, I'm into getting cheese I get the chips and leave, reason why the town rooting This new cat is into running shit, Cam Newton I'm Chubby jJag holmes, I stay in my back boy Cause I ain't trying to flip burgers or be a bag boy Niggas got me mad enough, this year I'm hitting you niggas I hope you padden up, Chubby's got his madden up Sitting back, laughing at trashy niggas I'm passing up With a bad bitch on E and I'm in to gassing up And I just want rap niggas to kill the beef, I just wish these niggas put more time into killing beats It's wicked cause I'm into selling tickets, filling seats Still I'm quick to rob a nigga, have a nigga feeling sweet Remember I ain't had my own, had a nigga feeling cheap Haters trying to rob a nigga for his dreams, stealing sleep Them niggas ain't feeling me, say I'm too gangster for TV Shit been sounding digita,l too gangster for cd We banking like TD, 4D future see crystal clear holmes Getting to gangster for 3D, pushing like a PG Funny you was cool when you came out, now you just old you a 3G Wow, your team moved, then the thing moved Have a nigga shaking like a phein' do, cream dude And we don't move till the cream move I'm on my kyrie Irving, shit just trying to fill a king shoes Chubby, if it's fire, then I'm getting on it Naw I ain't watching the throne, nigga I'm sitting on it Jag