[Intro: Kenny Allstar]
What we sayin' Clav our first freestyle together
At this point I'm sure the streets love it when we link up
[Verse: Clavish]
(Yo tho)
(Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm)
(Mm Mm Mm Mm)
(Ah)
Came a across a paigon in the studio, so my niggas brang it quick
Used to be cool with these niggas that’s the maddest thing
If you wanna hear the truth play me cah i’m chatting it
Dick up in her mouth, the only time she ain’t chatting shit
I wish I wore a mask when I made my first track
That way I could make songs and still burst packs
Free my big bro loops, on his final third lap
Niggas hating cah he a made a quick 50 in the can
Always saying I got talent but I don’t really hear it
Niggas wanna squash beef but I ain’t tryna hear it
Niggas want the bring in but they ain’t getting near it
Cah, when I was broke I couldn’t see these niggas clearly
Baby face but girls know I’m actually gang
You think Luis doing kick ups but he actually traps
Niggas drive past my block using filters for snap
Just manage likkleman and chill, cah you ain’t actually bad
The first time I saw flake get turnt into rock
Would you believe before it turns hard it’s actually soft
Put the coupe up in sports then it’s actually gone
Me and crash in one stolen car that’s actually long
Would’ve ran through half a M by the time I dropped my first album
More money than the guy that made me my first thousand
More morals than any niggas that I dropped out
Them old pictures gotta get scribbled in or cropped out
I'm lacking no
Either with a savage or it’s local
The label told me interact, I'm so antisocial
If you go jail she ain’t waiting on your phone call
I got my little sister, every week she sent me postals
Nah this VVS anytime I smile, more than 4K
My niggas caught a court case, cah he got caught in 4K
How would you feel if you found out your nigga wrote a statement, saying what happened with your name
Brazy, stay away from them type of guys
3 cash, in a good way he’s running outta time
There’s a .38 for sale but it’s running outta bine
Resellers can’t sell me the shoes I'm tryna buy
And my manager knows that I'm still with the shifts
Tryna change my life but I’m still in the 6
Sick and tired of these handcuffs the next time something gets put on my wrist gonna cost like a brick
If she don’t eat meat I do not wanna hit
Got a beamer in the benz
Got an audi in the kitch
I ain’t stopping for the feds even though I'm legit
And that’s a bad habit, but my nigga still got the thing
If she don’t eat meat I do not wanna hit
Got a beamer in the benz
Got an audi in the kitch
I ain’t stopping for the feds even though Im legit
And that’s a bad habit, but my nigga still got the thing
What we sayin' Clav our first freestyle together
At this point I'm sure the streets love it when we link up
[Verse: Clavish]
(Yo tho)
(Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm)
(Mm Mm Mm Mm)
(Ah)
Came a across a paigon in the studio, so my niggas brang it quick
Used to be cool with these niggas that’s the maddest thing
If you wanna hear the truth play me cah i’m chatting it
Dick up in her mouth, the only time she ain’t chatting shit
I wish I wore a mask when I made my first track
That way I could make songs and still burst packs
Free my big bro loops, on his final third lap
Niggas hating cah he a made a quick 50 in the can
Always saying I got talent but I don’t really hear it
Niggas wanna squash beef but I ain’t tryna hear it
Niggas want the bring in but they ain’t getting near it
Cah, when I was broke I couldn’t see these niggas clearly
Baby face but girls know I’m actually gang
You think Luis doing kick ups but he actually traps
Niggas drive past my block using filters for snap
Just manage likkleman and chill, cah you ain’t actually bad
The first time I saw flake get turnt into rock
Would you believe before it turns hard it’s actually soft
Put the coupe up in sports then it’s actually gone
Me and crash in one stolen car that’s actually long
Would’ve ran through half a M by the time I dropped my first album
More money than the guy that made me my first thousand
More morals than any niggas that I dropped out
Them old pictures gotta get scribbled in or cropped out
I'm lacking no
Either with a savage or it’s local
The label told me interact, I'm so antisocial
If you go jail she ain’t waiting on your phone call
I got my little sister, every week she sent me postals
Nah this VVS anytime I smile, more than 4K
My niggas caught a court case, cah he got caught in 4K
How would you feel if you found out your nigga wrote a statement, saying what happened with your name
Brazy, stay away from them type of guys
3 cash, in a good way he’s running outta time
There’s a .38 for sale but it’s running outta bine
Resellers can’t sell me the shoes I'm tryna buy
And my manager knows that I'm still with the shifts
Tryna change my life but I’m still in the 6
Sick and tired of these handcuffs the next time something gets put on my wrist gonna cost like a brick
If she don’t eat meat I do not wanna hit
Got a beamer in the benz
Got an audi in the kitch
I ain’t stopping for the feds even though I'm legit
And that’s a bad habit, but my nigga still got the thing
If she don’t eat meat I do not wanna hit
Got a beamer in the benz
Got an audi in the kitch
I ain’t stopping for the feds even though Im legit
And that’s a bad habit, but my nigga still got the thing
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