INFECTED (freestyle) (feat. Lex-Llewellyn & Waley-D)

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Like bitch, what is you doing, I ain't saving hoes, you know I ain't that stupid
Chilling with a bitch, she be thinking that I'm cupid
I just tell her, buss down and just lose it I'ma beat it up, you know I will not abuse
You Left my Xbox, you know that I won't control

You Sober up or lose myself, I'ma still ignore
You If you acting funny, but you know I still
Adore you Got so high, really don't know what I'm saying
One day I'ma make it, while these niggas faking

Praying that my soul protected, this song is infected
It need disinfectant, don't you disrespect it She told me I'm a jerk, baby you know I ain't
that mean When she says she love me, I don't know what
that means I be high off codeine, devil up in my dreams

I don't really know him, but he claims he knows me
I'm highly infected, like if you know what's best for you, you better stay out my section
Man I just stay walking straight, cause I ain't changing direction
I'm going sharp through the middle, yeah it's social dissection

All I could ever do is keep it real when I speak to the guys
Like you can see, he speak the truth when you look at his eyes
You could do me wrong, I don't care about family ties
F*ck you if I'm alone, I just speak to the voices at night

Tell me to do things that lead me to success Live large on a balcony, smoke weed on a sunset
Like let's make love sex, some shit I ain't done yet
Like all I ever did was f*ck and tell her, I'm out, blessed
Lex Llewellyn, one day I'll be rich, that's a fact

No cap, I'ma blow up like the Hiroshima did
On the Japs, play games with Llewellyn, you get slapped
Think you moving fast, slow you down, it's a hijack
No cap, no cap, no cap, just a sign of respect

I'm highly infected, you better go and watch where you step
Now cool me down by putting ice on my neck, I wanna see ice when I sweat
Look you dead in the eyes, lost all respect And all my secrets kept in the bank
And God is to thank, it's a odd flow, chronicle God flow

And just in case they don't know, the world is on my shoulder
Turn a man into Armstrong
Eight motherfuckers, that pulled out of one car
Had a slender Cinderella, had a party in the backyard

Thick hoodie on, made me look like a fat child
Timing this fat broad, like a number one fan, I could be your mascot
But I'm done with the games, let me give you some pressure
I could give you advice or I could give you a lecture

I could give you my life or I could give you a friendship
I could give you commitment, I could give you equipment

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