Sway in the Morning Freestyle

[Verse 1]
It's funny how one verse could fuck up the game
This when Chauncey grabbed Ronnie, got fucked up by Caine
When your suede get stained, fucked up by rain
The good kid gettin' caught tryna fuck on Sherane
It's funny how one verse could turn it around
This for the money, huh, I gotta murder it now
Everybody like, "Look, it's the journalist, wow"
I know it's kinda weird, but I heard he get down
That's a Fendi, whatever you say, it don't offend me
When I hit you with that D'usse bottle, blame the Henny
I'm the one, tell Khaled to praise Penny
Keep a couple bars on deck, just stay ready
Hit 'em with the Hail Mary, sent 'em to Hell
Caught one for 50 yards stretched out like Odell
Reverse every verse, every verse that I spit
It's like goddamn, bro... this shit is it
My album really comin', the EP is here
July 28th, mothafuckas be scared
Rookie of the year, playin' like a veteran
Where your crew at? I suggest you go and get 'em then
You ain't know? Somebody better tell 'em then
I'm interviewin' rappers that I know that I'm better than

[Verse 2]
This the late show, better slow your roll, use a Mase flow
Got killers on the payroll who move on the say so
I sleep in my Ralph Lauren, you better lay low
Ain't even gotta wait for the song to end to catch this fade though
Play my music up high, play the track
Ha, nah I wasn't gonna go there
That was a bar you told me not to spit, Sway, nah
Turn my music up high, I got the hot shit
My tracks bang in your lobby like a Pac hit
Sway they ain't get it, I was talkin' 'bout that Quad shit
Now tap your man like, "Yo, you heard Rob's shit?"
Every verse I spit is like I spent a stack
Calico loaded, lean back without an A for Act
Look at me, king, you one-eyed Jacks just make me laugh
The Ace is back, you jokers ain't got the spades to match