Unapologetic (Freestyle)

[Intro]
Like nah for real
Stikx, bro, how many... how many times I gotta like
I gotta like, like rip a beat for these guys to know it, like it's me?
I'm the chosen one for real
How many times I gotta do that, bro?

[Verse 1]
I'm fucking women I wanted when I was in high school
Funny how they didn't think I was hot then
But I'm cold now and 'cause all of my ice cool
Holiday couldn't come at a better time
When you popping and they start to hype you
I was having problems trying to bag hoes
Now these bitches giving me IQ
Man, I am not fazed by a rapper who thinks that he's better than me
I cannot speak on a higher level
Would you dummies until you go get a degree
I do not pay for events
When I pull up, my women and hommies get in for free
You'll never fuck with our energy
If you wanna start a problem, we [?]
If I don't say it, then you'll read about it
Or maybe they'll tweet about it
I came in this game with a chip on my shoulder
But y'all better know I'll leave without it, top-five
Man, how could you even doubt it?
And I don't mean new school, man
I'm talking the whole game
Man, I came for the whole thing
If it's fake I can't be around it
[?] is I came from the burbs
You telling people that I talk funny
Now ain't even speaking
I owe you nothing but silence whenever we talk money
This shit is up for the taking
I came in the game just to get what I want from it
And I never fuck with you niggers anyway
And that's just me keeping it one hundred
Hundred bands, hundred bands, hundred bands
You dabbing, I'm doing the money dance
No like really, my money is dancing, hommie
I make Madiba keep doing the running man
You niggas are getting too old now
I'm in the city of gold now
The niggas are crazy, the women are faking
I need me somebody to hold down
Ironically, I'm not even from this place
But they love me like it is my home town
I think it's a rapper like Dibi, but I'm in the future
They jacking my whole sound
I had em my way till June
Now the winter is here and I'm getting too cold now
I'm never selling my soul
I'm selling my records till the copies are sold out

[Outro]
Like nah for real
Stikx, bro, how many... how many times I gotta like
I gotta like, like rip a beat for these guys to know it, like it's me?