Pebs Freestyle

[Verse 1]
I'm only allowed one phone, only allowed one sim
I don't need that when I'm tryna bun him
Send man OT tryna get thumbs in
Now his mom don't know where her son is
You ain't heard a flow this cold
Get my own, fill up my pop with coke
Bro's outside with a pole, silent on blocks
Really tryna take man's soul
If i get this grubroll g
I ain't breaking it down - I'm selling it whole
Music don't wanna work
Going back to the work and I'm building this phone
You said I changed but I changed for the better
Rule 49 on the stamp, the spikes came into the jail as a letter
Any payment but canteen's better
Everytime I hear them keys on the landing
Got up and my mash on flight mode
Tryna get riches like Lionel, I was in my hood getting chased by 5-0
This wap on my waist, it cost 3 racks
Grub so strong it made the cat relapse
Would've thought this shit was a relay
The way man reload and fling them G-packs
They be think(ing) about their next girl
I'll be think(ing) about my next move
They went to go and get crutches
When I went, I went to bag food
I was hitting shots outside of the box
'Cause I had my bro on the pitch
If I get pulled over, it's over but I told them that's part of the risk
I was - I was 18 looking at 14, see these feds already try bird me
I'm on a CPO, extended licence till i touch thirty
Actions speak louder than words what I did, see I bet the guy heard me
Yeah I'm gonna make this phone ring, see I don't stop till the drugs like burpees

[Verse 2]
Beating shots from Hartford to Holloway
On the A10 - one call and it's on its way
I'm pissed that I can't take a holiday
Free dunce price that's just what I wanna say
Off a million views in the jailhouse
I was on facetime I don't say mailer
Money is part of the plan but the plan ain't changed since the day that I came out