Can’t Stop Me Freestyle

[Intro]
Uh
(Na-Na-Na-Narline)

[Verse 1]
Soon as I start how you gon' stop me?
I was just broke, now my pockets ocky
I'm still in the hood, buyin' [?] from ocky
I ain't have it good, how I'm actin' cocky?
Told her, "Pass me the Glock", then she said, "Copy" (Gllah, Glocky)
At the top it get lonely, I don't know who got me, uh
Countin' this guacamole while I'm smokin' this broccoli, yeah
I'm from Brooklyn where they killed Biggie and Pac
He got hit up, nigga, who shot you?
I'm that nigga, shorty, so I got you
She shakin' it up for the bucks
As long as you safe, shorty, I can't knock you
I would not do what the opps do
He got shot like he got [?]
She a bop but I call her thot too
I make the cock touch shorty' tonsil
I'm a player, baby, I play the game
But it's game over if you play the game
My shootеr a Dread, Chief Keef, let it bang
Feel likе Michael Smith, I'ma let it rain
Uzi, niggas don't know them
You get hit, you ain't heal like Logan
Let off fifty before I reload it
I get busy, them niggas should know it
Keep ooters wit' me like the navy
I give her the Casa', shorty, go crazy
Move proper, better be safety
[?] wit' the three-eighty
Yeah, and they love my drip, love my swag, uh
I will chase these chips, I'ma get to bag

[Interlude]
Yeah, big Glock, like
I'm not the one to fuck with, like
Niggas know when I play
I'm comin' to clutch shit, Swish

[Verse 2]
Let's talk 'bout the days that I spent
Tryna figure it out
Ain't no food in the crib, but a fridge in the house
Mama did what she could, look, we made it out
That's why I need me a mill' right now
They don't understand how I feel right now
And I'm still in field right now
How you want me chill out? Can't chill right now
Under pressure, I would never fold
I'ma do better, put that on my soul
92 Beretta, hide it in my clothes
I could never trust a soul
And I'd never go back to the old life

[Outro]
I'd never go back to my old life, man
It's bigger and better from there, big Glocky, gllah