COOLIN FREESTYLE

[Verse]

Yeah
Whatchu want I got the verses and the melodies
I turn every Uber drive to a fan of me
Cheffin up the work these
Suckers want the recipe
Got my foot up on they neck
No I can’t let em breathe
I wake up and say a prayer
For all my enemies
They so mad I don’t reciprocate they energy
Solo dolo but I’m grinding like it’s ten of me
I can turn your favorite MC to a memory
This the typa penmanship that’ll penetrate
I’ma move the family to a better place
Man I been praying for better days
If you get in the way, better believe
I’ll defenestrate
I don’t got problems with killing you suckers
Throw dirt on my name but we
Came from the gutter
So what you really wanna do with me
If it’s a problem, you prolly better
Bring like two or three
Every beat I been killing em brutally
I’m in the cut and I stay in it usually, hold up

I think they get the message
You ain’t got no bars, that’s why
They ain’t receptive
I been going over heads like
Mitchell N’ Ness is
I been gunning for the crown
It ain’t up for question
Lately I been killing everybody beats
Somebody tell these producers
They shoulda sent em to me
They ain’t tryna do it justice
I’ma kill it on the first take
Why you give it to these sorry rappers in the first place
Live from the 973, that’s the birthplace
When I drop a album I’ma make the freakin earth quake, uh
They ain’t seen nobody nice as this since like Jermaine
Or Meek Milly on the block with the fuzzy braids
Ain’t no time to take a break
Do this every day
You know I don’t like to dream about getting paid
Whatchu want I got the verses and the melodies
I turn every Uber drive to a fan of me
Cheffin up the work these
Suckers want the recipe
Got my foot up on they neck
No I can’t let em breathe