Griselda Records Takeover freestyle Sway in the Morning (Ft. Benny the Butcher, Conway the Machine & Rick Hyde)
/FREESTYLE SESSION STARTS AT 26:11/
[Intro]
Sway: Griselda Records Takeover, uh, Sway In The Morning, Shade 45. Home of the real MC, home of the true MC. You ready family?
Rick Hyde: I’m always ready, fam
Sway: Say your name, man
Rick Hyde: It’s Ricky. Aye
Conway: You got something?
[Verse 1: Rick Hyde]
Looking like the Sabres with the sticks on us
Hoping no one out there in the circle ever switch on us
Bruce Jenner, he turned bitch on us
You got to check if niggas riding like the Lyft coming
I’m in the kitchen sitting patient like a brick coming
Fresh ten grams and it only cost me 600
I should hit these shits with six on them
The profit from it six dozen, if they catch me with it then it’s six summers
Six nine, I just flip numbers
VaporMax [?] runners. bet you nann nigga taking shit from us
The fiends flocking like it’s knicks pumping, swear to God, it’s [?] something
They’re moving to the base like they’re fist pumping
You talk like it, but you wasn’t there
The way we put the one on top of one and killed the people, it just wasn’t fair
Looking like I sold a hundred squares
If I told you what I saw and how it happened, that’s a hundred years
It’s one table and a hundred chairs
Everybody want a share, they rather elevate it than to run the stairs
I’m that guy
A couple pounds I could handshake, I let the pack fly
My diamonds, [?], that means the racks high
My diamonds dipping in the water like they’re baptized
I flip it in the water like it capsized
This batch fire, [?] leather loads of this black fives
This black nine the only thing that matter to these black lives
[Intro]
Sway: Griselda Records Takeover, uh, Sway In The Morning, Shade 45. Home of the real MC, home of the true MC. You ready family?
Rick Hyde: I’m always ready, fam
Sway: Say your name, man
Rick Hyde: It’s Ricky. Aye
Conway: You got something?
[Verse 1: Rick Hyde]
Looking like the Sabres with the sticks on us
Hoping no one out there in the circle ever switch on us
Bruce Jenner, he turned bitch on us
You got to check if niggas riding like the Lyft coming
I’m in the kitchen sitting patient like a brick coming
Fresh ten grams and it only cost me 600
I should hit these shits with six on them
The profit from it six dozen, if they catch me with it then it’s six summers
Six nine, I just flip numbers
VaporMax [?] runners. bet you nann nigga taking shit from us
The fiends flocking like it’s knicks pumping, swear to God, it’s [?] something
They’re moving to the base like they’re fist pumping
You talk like it, but you wasn’t there
The way we put the one on top of one and killed the people, it just wasn’t fair
Looking like I sold a hundred squares
If I told you what I saw and how it happened, that’s a hundred years
It’s one table and a hundred chairs
Everybody want a share, they rather elevate it than to run the stairs
I’m that guy
A couple pounds I could handshake, I let the pack fly
My diamonds, [?], that means the racks high
My diamonds dipping in the water like they’re baptized
I flip it in the water like it capsized
This batch fire, [?] leather loads of this black fives
This black nine the only thing that matter to these black lives
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