Pound Cake (Freestyle)

[Verse]

This is the first track I'm doing over the weekend
Like I'm in Toronto but jumping over the deep end
Born and Raised in Maryland, it's easy for me to defend
The people that I brought up, It's funny who you can befriend

Cash rules everything around me but I'm lactose
Intolerant to my surroundings so I stay ghost
Unfortunate, I'm so sick, I should have been diagnosed
So, You rappin' haters can catch it when I'm coasting the coast

Um, I'm 'bout to get on my Tyler shit
All you rappers faker than bills, that shit is counterfeit
I heard your mixtape, dawg, and I think you should quit
Don't even bump my tape'll make you choke on my spit

This 20-bar verse is killing me
Like Boi don't how to count it up when he making beats
But, fuck it, dawg, guess I can't end it short and sweet
So, the last four bars will be angry and mean

Cash rules everything around me, cream
Fuck around and get smacked with that backhand, see
Get the shakedown like a tambourine
Shitted on this beat, it's a damn latrine