The Art of War 2k20 Freestyle

Head full of madness, the room padded, I’ve had it
Up to hear with the naggin’, I’ll take yo body and bag it
Fuck lottery swag and I’d rather rock me a trash can
And save the dollars inside my pockets just like the last dance
Bulletproof hardbodies, like gorillas
Walkin’, with the killas no civilians where I’m livin’
Fuck how he felt, I’ll leave his feelings on ceilin’
Then hop inside the Audi, hit the gas and pop a wheelie
Dee splay traits they say I’m textbook
Manic personality, the dead look
On my face, no emotion when the bed shook
Durin’ the Exorcist, I guess it’s all the meds took
Go berserk, grab the mike and work, black out like the curse
Only I, can shit on my turf
Warrant for the search
Rip it up, yeah the jig is up, but ima do my dirt
Give a fuck
If you comin’ for us, I’m getchu first