Freestyle Workrate

[Intro]
Hahaha, ProdMuddy

[Chorus]
Jump on the beat, let me give 'em a freestyle
'Cah they don't know what's comin', it's crazy (Mad)
Gettin' to work while they all been lazy
She don't listen to them, they're fugazi (She knows)
Made half a mixtape in a day right now
Workrate's work rate is brazy (It's mad)
Made half a mixtape in a day right now
Workrate's work rate is brazy (It's mad)

[Verse 1]
Two sticks in a ride, go to the opp block
If the feds blue light might shoot on purpose (Gang)
Drove for myself, won't send off a young g
I won't be the reason to ruin his purpose (Nope)
Wake up and thank God in the morning for livin' the life
Niggas wishin' they live in their dreams
And I ain't even started yet, it's a mad ting
London know I'm the hardest rapper
Most of Europe don't know my existence
Pray to Allah when I leave my yard
Roll with my weapon, rely on my instincts (Yeah)
Fame ain't money, I need me a hundred bags
Next step after that is a million
144.3 miles outta the hood, but the mandem still got rid of 'em
Wallah, that drill was brilliant
Done it with Zino
Done it with ChingDat
Done it with Lil A
Where was the get back? (Gang)
Recycling bars cuz the feds keep takin' my shit down
Someone tell the askar sit back (Fuck dem)
One of my niggas just pulled up, shootin' (Grrruh bow)
My other nigga just thought it was opps
Bro nearly shot bro till I fucking shouted (Bro don't fuckin' ring that)