The Factory Freestyle

She went another route
She found a man who had the revenue to take her out
I guess his worth was like a net
She’s like a can of Scout
Expect an L when you put ‘yo head in the Lions mouth
Don’t get too comfortable baby
You ain’t no Huxtable
And even if you were I’d advise you not to sleep in his house
You’d much better crashing on ‘yo cousin nem couch
You don’t believe it but I’m warning you now

Just come on back to The Factory with me and TheGenuis
We got the Magic like Orlando yeah I know you see it
The things that we producing
Some folk can’t even dream it
Let me be humble cause I don’t want to come off conceited
Sometimes the ‘thangs that we be wanting wasn’t what we needed
Think back to Eve on that evening in the Garden of Eden
The way I preach on instrumentals they call me a Deacon
But I’m never Doge’ing the fire they call me a Demon
Okay now switch it

This is hitting different
Uma Thurman
Pulp Fiction
Papa was a rolling stone
He never came home I thought that nigga went missing
Good riddance
He went on a mission
I turned out alright so I ain’t even tripping
If I could go back in time and change the way that it was when I was young
I don’t know if I do it any different
Damn
These the kind of chords that’ll put you in yo feelings
And these the kind of lyrics that’ll make you sit and listen
I mix it like Walter and Jesse Pinkman in the kitchen
I probably could’ve had a bright future as a chemist
But now adays I feel like we too focused on our image
If we don’t get the likes we want we feel like we ain’t winning
I need to stop pretending
Like I’m too proud to admit I’m penny-pinching
I’m rapping on every track tryna get inside the Guinness
As “The First To Make a Record After Record Without Missing”
The way that I’ve been working contributing to my pension
Without working in the corporate office shows you that I’m driven
Something like a car with a whole lot of miles on it
Put on a beat for me, I bet you I go wild on it
They so enamored by the flows I’m laying down it
Oh trust me, I’m gone be around for a while homie
I move around on it; telepathy
Oh yea my flow sick; Leprosy
They say I’m next up
I better be
I gotta a whole cache of musical weaponry
It sound heavenly because I let it be
I better never let the money get the best of me
Even Warren Buffet said you should invest in me
I’m tryna leave a legacy for what’s ahead of me

But
She went another route
She found a man who had the money to take her out
I guess his status more important she just wanted clout
You need a lot more than talent when tryna take her out
Is she deranged
Is this the kind of history that she want behind her name
I remember days when she stood to make a change
I’m not tryna tell you that you should’ve staid the same
But why be with the lames when you could just come

Back to The Factory with me and TheGenuis
We got the Magic like Wizard yeah I know you see it
The things that we producing
Some folk can’t even dream it
Let me be humble cause I don’t want to come off conceited
Sometimes the ‘thangs that we be wanting wasn’t what we needed
Think back to Eve on that evening in the Garden of Eden
The way I preach on instrumentals they call me a Deacon
But I’m never Doge’ing the fire they call me a Demon
Wow switch it

I know you get it
It’s been a while since you had something real
But we still love you though
We gone’ protect you forever
Ever, ever
Forever, eva, forever eva
I’m way too clever to write you letters
I wrote a song instead
I thought it probably sound a little bit better
I know that time change people and people change with time
But girl I see the pain you tryna hide behind yo eyes
When they feeding you these mediocre lies
Selling false hope
Living fake lives
My common sense telling me you miss the tribe
But you on your own quest catching your own vibe
Catching yo own vibe
Living yo own life
Doing yo own thang
You buying souls like left to right
You the pimp and they the hoes right
It’s getting way too dark I need some more light
We needed more support we needed more hype
But the kids without cents come at a low price
How he the outcast he was your prototype
But now you push him to the side like a swipe

She went another route