Album of The Year Freestyle

{Intro}
I'm bout to have fun with this shit

[Verse 1]

KJ I got it
Ima get in kill mode shit is automatic
No cap even virgil don't want this static
Flow crack and I got something for the addicts
I used to write kinda like Anne Frank in the attic
Conversations frank
Counting franks ima add it
You would think i'm Twitter by the way I be at it
Life hit me hard and the tackle wasn't padded
I'm a young cool savage stiff arming a blitz
Living in a hell hole got my arm in the pit
Flow sick i need a vick
I ain't harming no pits
On the clock got it locked from the tock to the tick
Jamaican talk
What the fuck's a blood clot to a tick
These bumba clot mother fuckers getting popped like a zit
So take the what and take the what?
Like a shottas clip
And shock the shit
Degree high like doctorate
Bitch i'm that high
One hustling mf bitch i'm that guy
What you want?
I got the deals like a best buy?
Cut throat in this game razor blades in a neck tie
The flow sharper than the sword of a jeti
More sharp ass lines
Mindset so sharp i can cut the time
Going ham with the chips
That's a Pork rhind
Get it?
All the jokers really think it's funny
Like that king cold
Like his nose running
Like Nat King cole
That's that old something
I will never owe something
Kdot Control something
Yeah
Let me slow it down
The young king got the wave like i brush the crown
I never go against the grain
Ima lay it down
Hit 180 twice on em Let it wave around
I just do it we ain't cut from the same rag
I'm always working i was born with a name tag
1500 in a week?
That ain't bad
On instagram she a freak
That ain't that
You blew your bag and you tweaked
Go get it back
Aw you rap now?
Man yo shit is whack
No cap i play your track in fast forward
Balling in the game whole team crash boards
Shooting hard shots cracking all backboards
I ont got time to mess with any type of whores
Man i'm tryna get Mcdonald's Money
And step it up to Pappadeuxs
Alot of niggas broke and they out here popping hoes
The ones that's in them stores and they in there popping clothes
And they be popping pills
And they be on the roll
I be making moves
I be on the road
Linking with my slimes
Hanging with my woes
Recording rhymes
Out here doing shows