Cell Therapy Freestyle

[Verse]:
Who's that peekin' in my window?
That's my nosey ass neighbors and they kinfolk
Tryin' to get some info, hatin' on my Benzo
He can't be gettin' all these pretty things from just his pen yo
Man listen, you can't be serious this is pequeño
I'm tryin' to get that cheese like the old Jay Leno (Haha)
I play an instrumental and turn into the Loch Ness
They know I exist but can't see me boy, I got this (Woo)
Tired of the gossip, the dropped from the Doc shit
I'm no longer on Aftermath, ask me some Koch shit
You know, some Street Hop shit, the flow's still toxic
So all that show dough, it still goes in these pockets (Ha)
I'm flier than a rocket, and if I was on one—
I'd be in the cut gettin' brizzle from a fly astronaut bitch
If I seem obnoxious, good, motherfuckers, 'cause I am
I could have folded but I called and that flop hit my hand