The Li Rye “On The Radar” Freestyle

[Intro: Li Rye & Sean Kingston]
Uh, capital P, man, you can't be out here puttin' trust in these hoes (Kash, come back over here)
They'll have you suicidal, suicidal (Here's the real nigga who gon' try to tell you his first mistake, love)
When they say it's over (It's Kaoticcc on the beat, you better walk 'em down)
See, it started at the park, used to chill after dark (Love always make the first mistake, okay?)
Oh, when you took my heart, that's when we fell apart (You don't feel like love can make you feel that way)
'Cause we both thought that love last forever (Last forever, love ain't perfect, shit)

[Chorus: Li Rye]
Poppin' these Percs, I'm prayin' to God that this high last forever
He'll cap on the net, tryna play like he 'bout that knowin' that he not no stepper
I'm black truck ridin' through your city, tryna put this shit together
Kept throwin' me hints, so I said, "Fuck it", and this time I helped her
Jawn flipped through, a whole 'nother bag on the way
Shit too hot, now I switch locations
Different breed, ain't nothin' mine basic
I'm on all these drugs, all I see bad memories and the hell be raisin'
Ever since a child I've been tryna chase some shit that shouldn't have been chased (That shit ain't nothin')

[Verse: Li Rye]
Spent twenty-five hunnid to buy him a phone to videocall, I just wanna see him (Wanna see his face)
If you know me, you know I don't pray, but I'm prayin' my daddy can get his appeal
He been gone so long, I don't like talkin', keep on [mute here?]
It's hard tryna hold back all these tears, and I don't show none my fears
[?], when Red died, [?], right now
I'll call soon, I keep on cheerin' (So real), hard times
I wanna for to see you crack a seal (A seal), that's my girl
I'm sippin' on lean, she swallow [?], no, you can't have it
Everything I love, say you about me all, you turned, cut that bap
I ain't takin' no [trip?], I ain't takin' no L, finna bust, [?]
Out in Cali, I'ma go [?]
Have a few Percocets in my body
I don't trust that code, better get to that Track', back it up [?], gravitate [?], to the trenches

[Chorus: Li Rye]
Poppin' these Percs, I'm prayin' to God that this high last forever
He'll cap on the net, tryna play like he 'bout that knowin' that he not no stepper
I'm black truck ridin' through your city, tryna put this shit together
Kept throwin' me hints, so I said, "Fuck it", and this time I helped her
Jawn flipped through, a whole 'nother bag on the way
Shit too hot, now I switch locations
Different breed, ain't nothin' mine basic
I'm on all these drugs, all I see bad memories and the hell be raisin'
Ever since a child I've been tryna chase some shit that shouldn't have been chased

[Outro]
(Kash, come back over here)