El Freestyle

Fuck all the amateur shit, the AM is the whip I'm from DC but never was a fan of the Skins Up jamming with sins, never known as a has been Corleone's the main reason why I'm grabbing the pen The flow is A grade get bodies, stay paid, pick a place then vacate They days late, hair's cut waves spin like Beyblades Put you in your place like Melrose, the reason hell froze Shoot you in your foot, nigga. What's that? Shell toes Wish me well folks, got a thing for redbones We can't smash? Head home, make sure you got Devotion playing in your headphones Still Learning, make sure you have it, take a note be sure to grab it Took her back to the crib then she gave me gold in Spanish Couldn't believe her, I thought she was a diva til I got up in the middle Eating Plan B like skittles, blowing cess when I'm up and stressed And I never liked math so I say fuck an ex, don't ask me why They out of the equation and talk is cheap, my nigga, you should let your bank make statements Shout out to Big Shaun, not the rapper but my roommate Who stayed with the new Jays, snapback with the new fade Houston bred dude, bumping Z-Ro and the Screw Tapes Had the Bordeaux's, Air Maxes with the blue lace I miss you homie, I know you killing shit Remember cooking to Angel Haze's 'Bitches On My Dick?' Good times, my rhymes are gold lines take it back like old times Tape dropped in '09, three tapes kicking it at the goal lines How come you can listen to L's first album And see and hear where a nigga got his whole style from? Much love often imitated, never duplicated So you can't hate it one of the best you can't debate it Not one to lie so I wrote this on an affidavit And I stay stoned like Goliath after David Walking in dens with lions, Daniel at his finest Noses in our business, that's why they wanna sign us Your lines be subpar, you won't get much far I flow and my nuts hang, must hang: sports car Just a young dude with vision, on a star wishing Ignore these stupid niggas they just terms and conditions There ain't another nigga liver, I'ma a one man Ruff Ryder Thinking they can spit but can't touch son's saliva And I kill the one-liners, I smash them they scream And your bitches come mute like bus drivers Add this to my catalog, kill a beat then carry on Laughing at these jealous niggas cuz the hate in them is strong Man I swear that it's deeper than rap I put my all into this shit, I ain't never turning back