Open Mic Freestyle

[Intro: B-Lovee]
Grahh
Like
C.O.E
Chee on the beat
Grah

[Verse 1: B-Lovee]
These niggas, they know it's the time
Don't know why they cap in they rhyme
Walk up, shootin this shit at his mind
New opps, we gotta keep 'em in line
Nigga runnin', boy pick up ya pace
Him and them hollows is havin a race
Out of luck, he ain't come in 1st place
Now I smoke 'em to his face

[Chorus: B-Lovee]
Rah, Beans. Hit with that fire
Yus. Dirty and nigga a liar
Niggas won't sweep over here, come and try us
GPop and Glo got me higher than-
GPop and Glo got me higher than higher
Oh they wanna chill with the gang we don't-
Keep my circle small cause niggas weird
New opp got hit, madе him sing like Mariah
Still free Flock, he go dumb off the pеdal
Still free PJ, run down and get you
Free Jay Squeeze, you my twin and I miss you
Still free Dot, Mr. Knuckle Up

[Verse 2: B-Lovee]
Free all my niggas that kept it official
We made it out, you don't know what we been through
Oh it's a issue?
Better not be on that block when they bend through
Give a fuck if he thinking he crazy
I'm making it home to my baby
G-Lock on my body, ain't no safety. (Like)
Tell 'em TP for they safety
They droppin' the O, but do not be on go
Speak on the rest, if you know then you know
Hop out, blow
Anywhere, go
No matter the weather, we spin in the snow

[Verse 3: B-Loove]
Nigga goofy, loving on an eater
Ain't no hidin' if you wanna see us
Hop up and pop tryna go for the-
Like im tryna go for the hit like I'm Jeter
I'm tryna go for the lay down
She keep shaking her hips I'm like, "Hey now."
And I still come play in that playground
Ain't shit change, im just paid now

[Verse 4: B-Lovee]
These niggas, they know it's the time
Don't know why they cap in they rhyme
Walk up, shootin this shit at his mind
New opps, we gotta keep 'em in line
Nigga runnin', boy pick up ya pace
Him and them hollows is havin a race
Out of luck, he ain't come in 1st place
Now I smoke 'em to the face
Rah, Beans. Hit with that fire
Yus. Dirty and nigga a-
Niggas won't sweep over here, come and-
GPop and Glo got me-
GPop and Glo got me higher than higher
Oh they wanna chill with the gang we don't-
Gotta keep my circle small cause niggas wear wires
Got hit, made him sing like Mariah