Lift Yourself Freestyle

[Intro]
Was stressin' to avoid the bigger problems
Was stressin' to avoid the bigger problems
But, uh, yeah, huh, uh, uh
Early mornin', stomach hurtin', had to— huh, yeah, huh-uh

[Verse]
Early mornin', stomach hurtin', had to get right
Unc' off the wakeup, but tryna get white
I be gettin' tight
Like when I hit that one spot 'fore I say good night
Hmm, let's say a prayer
All them L's that I took, throw 'em in the air
Only thing fair in life was welfare
Huh, posted in the L, it was hell there
She do nails, lashes, and sell hair
OnlyFans soon, she done sold her food stamps
Every day I wake up, that's a new chance
Make some money if your song got a new dance
TikTok puttin' the jits in a new trance
I go crazy in that coochie just like Ye on Twitter
They all say you crazy when you just a lil' different
They all say I changed, I just got a lil' bigger
Huh, still that same lil' stupid-ass jitterbug
I don't talk about too much
Feel like Ray Allen, they done subbed me in and I done clutched
Playin' with my L's, Moe slap you in your muppy
I'm the only cracker that'll piss off Uncle Ruckus
I got BBL bitches showin' me they asscrack
You were poppin' it on the 'Gram, now you tryna act flat
I just pulled up with this four-nick', make you run a four-flat
G-lock on me, all black like Kodak
Yeah, huh-huh-huh, Balenciaga boot
Huh-huh-huh-huh, this bitch match the Prada too
All black, if you run up, then the chopper hit caboose
Huh, chopper hittin' your caboose
It go whoop, hit the scoop-di-whoop-di-whoop-scoop
I just pulled up with this Glock, it blowin' like a flute
If you run up on the gang, the chopper hit your tooth
Whoop, huh, woo-whoop, a whoop-scoop
I got—

[Interlude]
Yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh
I ain't done yet, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh
I ain't, huh
You know I ain't done yet
You know I'm finna—
You know we finna loop the fuckin' beat, I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah, yeah
That ain't fuck nothin' up, did it?
Huh, huh, huh

[Verse 2]
Yeah, then I went back to the jugg
This shit ain't nothin', I'm finna go back to the plug
A thousand-some short on the backend
Count it right there so I don't gotta go back to the plug
Codeine res' on the back of my slugs
15K for the couch, I'm slumped
Made a hundred times what you did this year in a month
With no fronts, hmm
Bagged up a hundred-some times this week, huh
Like a young cracker got ten kids to feed, huh
At the store, daydreamin' 'bout a robbery
All color pills, but this money ain't Monopoly, huh, huh
The switch may leave him Swiss cheese
The switch may leave him Swiss cheese
The switch may leave him Swiss cheese
The switch may leave him Swiss cheese

[Interlude]
Alright, lift yourself up, come on now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, lift yourself, uh-huh, yeah
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, lift your— huh, huh, huh
Come on, everybody out there, yeah, huh, huh, huh
Yeah, huh, huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Listen to this beautiful-ass beat, just listen to it, yeah
Alright, now I'm finna rap, alright, yeah

[Verse 3]
Yeah, huh, I hate when people actin' stingy, boy, I feel like Hitler
They say don't take the Percs with X, that's what I feel like mixin'
Six or B? Smokin' both of 'em, who I feel like dissin'?
I hate when people actin' stingy, boy, I feel like Kanye
We got magazines on just like Time, baby
Beat an opp with a Glock like Gervonta Davis
White boy smokin' a white, boy, and gettin' a lot of paper
I don't need no white bitch, but they alright, I am not a racist
Huh, long live Tec, I'm totin' a TEC 'til I see bro
Long live Tec, totin' a TEC like some free throws
Bitch starin' at me and her eyes sayin', "Free throat"
Seven bands for the jeans, rock 'em with a mink coat
Long live Tiger, boy, I'm still in the zoo with him
Still talk to Tiger, I ain't talkin' 'bout Doctor Dolittle (Yeah)
Your ass need to talk less 'cause you do little (Bitch)
I done shitted on they ass like some new litter
I bought my bitch a purple Glock with some blue glitter
Ran up a lot of cheese, know that I'm a blue getter
Huh, I done went Amiri on 'em, blue sweater
Rolls-Royce Phantom came with the blue leather
Huh, Piccadilly hot sauces with the hot Cheetos
Caught him at the Shell, wrapped him up just like burrito
She eat the meat up off the bone, little bitch a freak ho
(Put ma on the OnlyFans, give them folks a freak show)