tore up freestyle (prod. Rollie)

@nvcnee @nvcnee @nvcnee feel that shit in the air little boy you be scared of me and if you cannot see it I give u the clarity trynna copy the swag little boy you a parody and they wanna be me trynna copy like parakeet and its funny cause you really run out of luck and I stay with the boys cause we runnin a muck but im bout to run it up these pussies aint ever in front of us makin this money i swear ima sum it up fuckin all night yea we fuck till the sun is up if you aint smokin I swear you aint one of us he got the glick lil bitch is you down to buss I remember back when everyone doubted us Im makin hits and im makin this loud as fuck manifestin mothafucka we count it up changin the gravity I told you down is up nova man how you do it nova how tf this shit easy this shit cake if you wanted that smoke then come my way this music shit is my escape and im really sorry if I show up late im only a human im makin mistakes i just wanted to change everything become one of the greats (ay ay) this shit off the top I wanna see his body drop talkin fake that boy a op time is up you need a clock if you want smoke with me lil mf boy its time to die you aint him that shit a lie you aint really gettin high (hold up) im make em sick and im makin em throw up killin this shit yea this beat yea i tore up i got designer from head to my toe bruh poisonous flow ima need me a cobra you aint smokin like me mothafucka you sober swear im the youngest but ima get older we just hop in the rover movin rocks like a boulder she jus do her lil dance she movin her shoulders I put her in a trance she wanna fuck but girl no cause I cant you didnt fuck with me way back in the day back in the day back when i was novacane back when i didnt know shit about nothing wanted to hear me so I say fuck it back when I started off I was doin percussion so I know how to grab this lil beat and im makin it jumpin I got some homies that air out the function you see the name then you know it be somethin you wanna fight then I give you concussion talkin down on the gang ima give reprucussion this shit off the top I wanna see his body drop talkin fake that boy a op time is up you need a clock if you want smoke with me lil mf boy its time to die you aint him that shit a lie you aint really gettin high (hold up) im make em sick and im makin em throw up killin this shit yea this beat yea i tore up i got designer from head to my toe bruh poisonous flow ima need me a cobra you aint smokin like me mothafucka you sober swear im the youngest but ima get older