HELLO FREESTYLE PT. 4

[Verse]
250 miles from Houston, with my tour almost done now
A couple shows so-so, a couple shows sold out
But I could never give up on this path and take the ho' route
The reason why before I took my deal, I had to hold out creative control
(Da-damn Peggy, what?)
Look at my paperwork and you would probably say it was goals
Could never walk inside your shoes because you traded your soul, oh ho
You niggas switched sides like you traded your goals (Ayy, ayy)
You niggas half time all the time, my hundreds is old
This shit is an ode, my shit is Italia Vogue or Vogue Italia
However pronouncin' it goes
But either way I'ma profit with clothes
Because my merch sell like Android
I use iMessage, but when I send it I see green like Piccolo, that's a fact boy
Don't you get smacked boy
I'm from a country where countin' your dough could have you countin' sheep permanently like they infinity
So please don't act boy, I know niggas that be like
"Let me hold that, let me hold that, let me get that"
And make that shit look like a hundred racks boy
All for they Instagram, that's how they get their Instafans
That means they fans until the instant we see their career go down
Brr, what happened to that boy
Like brr, I could get cold and be still that boy
Like a baby gettin' abducted, I might steal that boy
Fuck it, niggas touchin' my money, I might kill that boy
I made a mil' myself and I'm still myself
I made another mil' and I'm still myself
And this for all the niggas tryna steal my wealth
We went to the label, then I got the deal myself
Niggas was managin' but gettin' money for nothin'
Niggas livin' up on the 'Gram with no money, but bluffin'
Meanwhile I got my money, but fightin' temptation like Ruffin
Watchin' my chicken start to thicken like I filled it with stuffin', for real, huh
My new target is a woman's mind
And thinkin' 'bout what she be thinkin' instead of that behind
You can learn a lot about the world from a woman
But we too busy tryna promise the world to our women
When all we got is our bedrooms
I hope this gives your mind a little headroom to figure it out
I hope you dodge the ones that's asking what the figures about
And dodge the thirsty ones that dip soon as they feelin' the drought
But, I'm a man, so my thoughts are teeter-tottering with Tia's titties
Meanwhile she just walk around showin' 'em tryna prove a point
Like bitch, who are you kidding?
You think it's gonna change reality, but is it really?
Now that for that to happen, the pornstars gon' have to stop the actin'
And use the titties to make these niggas cop the napkins
But that's like sayin' I gotta stop the rappin'
'Cause from rappin' I made a mil' myself, and I'm still myself
I made another mil' and I'm still myself
I got the dough to cop a Richard Mille myself
But I'd rather cop me a house to go and build myself
Then bill myself, 'cause I own my own shit
My family be askin' for bread but I never loan shit
I have no opponents, I'm havin' a moment
The reason why I'm always up at six in the mornin'
'Cause I can never sleep, like, "Give me another beat"
I'm just a P.G. nigga, that fuck around with D.C. niggas

[Outro]
Mm, there's no more beat?