Pin Cushion (Freestyle)

Hold the helicopter I’m on my way
Shout out to niggas that thought pillow talking would be ok
These bitches reported that you niggas got hella hate
Lay on this pin cushion and say that shit straight to my face
Congratulations you just fucked up in the modern age
Holes in his body like cartilage
This is not a gauge
I want a rack a verse from your bitch purse
This is not a game
I’m feeling like the old me nigga
So this is not a phase
Matter fact the old me says you owe me nigga
I leave your kids dry and bony nigga
Just know I’m getting paid
Ruthless would’ve thought I’m toothless but still got a toothpick
Mimic my movements
Make it easy to release the cage
Nigga this ain’t the first year I started thinking bout wraiths
And putting my mother in a place where she ain’t gotta pay
Then I turn around from my hustle and got a whole different play
Niggas tryna take the vegetables off my muhfucking plate
You a muhfuckin bitch though
Transparent as crisco
Chip sharing
Hair dyed nigga you is Sisco
Flip though
The ambiance of me and my confidants like the mafia
Brought to you by us
Nobody sponsored us
Black markets
Crap shooters for crack targets
I relapse often and start offin
Stay mad cautious
Niggas bags awkward
I laugh off em
And blast artist
Niggas claim they ain’t rappers
You’re right
You’re trash talkin
Could it really be so simple
They gon miss you if I don’t miss you
Miss you and the same niggas with you gon diss you
Here take this tissue and this pencil
And keep quiet
The riot pullin up to get you
I’m save you this once
Then I’ll let them hit you
This is deep down
My best don’t even beat like it used to
I don’t even eat like I used to
And nigga fuck sleep never usual
These beats they abuse you but me
Shit is crucial
That’s why they have no use to you