Open Mic Freestyle Sha EK

[Intro]
Woeful, you made this?
Bow, bow, gang-gang-gang
OGz the fuck up

[Chorus]
Money don't make shit better
Free the guys, we was always together
Now we talkin' through phones, through line
I move grippy 'cause we can't let them niggas get us
They don't like how I talk on the beat
They just wanna see me in the streets
If you smokin' my deads I'ma see you and tweak
I got accurate aim 'cause I'm really elite

[Verse 1]
Now I'm famous, niggas wanna, "Bro" me
Niggas is not my mans and my homie
I'm too smart, they cannot backdoor me
If you with me, you. gotta show me
I just be deep in my thoughts
Crazy, but I got everything I want
Go to the store, I don't ask for the cost
If I see funny movement, I'ma have to toss
That's just the way that I live
Now I'm the one puttin' food in the fridge
Providin' for all my family members and all my guys locked up doin' bids
For my daughter I gotta move tact
She the reason I'm gettin' these racks
Gotta make it back home for you and your mother, so baby girl, I cannot lack
That's a fact
High speed, I can't go with the strap
Tinted the V, they be askin', "Who that?"
Where would I be if it wasn't for rap?
I just be wishin' my dad come back