Freestyle 19

[Verse]
Till the casket drops
Till the maggots stop
Eating flesh
I use this lyrics like a vest on my chest
I been away my haters happy I been dealing with stress
You can tell em come get at me they accomplishing less
Look I been
Out the spot light making money on the back end
I been back in the studio where the magic really happens
I keep snapping like a poetry jam
Full of fans
Hold up using Logics flow
Lately been illogical
Gotta come and kill it can you blame me cause your musics sounding samey
Change your focus bigger pictures looking grainy
I been on my Mr. Hanky
They been wondering what happened to me lately
I been living in the gym and now my neck is looking veiny
Power lifting with these bars
I tell em to get they’re weight up
Everyone should be eating I’m hoping to get my plate up
Doing these freestyles while hoping these niggas pay up
Cause blending foundation was never part of my make up
I keep killing shit
You keep stealing it
Admit it trick
Pulling rabbits out the hat
Never been an animal you all in my habitat
You being a better rapper can’t even imagine that
Hold up as a matter fact I don’t give a fuck about opinions
Less the person talking bout me out here winning
They been in my face grinning
Coming with the drip like Ric Flair
Bitch you couldn’t fit my shoes if you bought the same pair
In the same size
I keep my wifey face dry with minimal rest
Gotta say I’m blessed
I ain’t dealing with none of these women’s issues
Tryna milk my potential
Focused on what I do for you but never what I been through
Life dealt me a helping hand
I took my dopeness to an ounce while you still half a gram
I came to cook but I don’t even have to light the pan
I’m holding Heat I had to take that shit from Hella’s hand
Or Odins vault
I don’t have to walk
When I run the streets
Fam I been beast
Way before I joined the X-men
And became your baby mommas ex man
Now I’m focused on my next plan
Tryna stack paper bitch I wanna see my checks stand

Everybody dies I don’t
Everybody gonna see the face of god I won’t
I ain’t saying that I’m gonna go to hell
Cliche to say I spit fire
But I ain’t come with no date so I will never expire