tribal freestyle

Gummies for the kid got me sour patch ripped Time to let it burn I'm an hour past lit Yes you all prey, I devour that shit Breaking up thorns putting flowers to lips Easy to be cool when you're parents rich It's a lot harder when you ain't got shit Talk cheap but someone gotta pay for it Way you talk, price tag lookin' dangerous Loose lips loose lips New kid want some credit Who's this? Come and get it Oh shit, ghost Heard you talking how you did most Heard you think you got that new sauce? Heard we partners now I didn't know Heard since interview Zu getting cold Thoughts linger Words trigger They want a hand out Get middle finger Tell little finger I figured it out Crew em and spit it right out Bars on fire you would think I got grills in my mouth But I don't do ice though Neat no sprite yo You and wifey shop for jewelry, that's kinda nice though Super cute Comments on her photos man you love your boo Ayyeee good for you You're a good man I been savage since I chose to start writing with left hand Think you gully boy, you a Shah Rukh con artist Actin' like you got it, lip syncing every performance I'm here but I'm the tortoise You scared, I can't control it My animals all around Got bears in every forest My beats, all assorted My words, all important My drive has never been in buying whips that's imported I'm tryin' can you support it? No lying I can't afford it Defiant without a warning I riot and I destroy it I need to seek some asylum have no home And traveling in these streets with the rowdiest pack of wolves Howling up at the moon Hear the sound of it at your room Burn the loudest that shit go boom It's so cloudy, I must consume Every ounce of it I'm a goon I will pounce if you make a move Show the town, just what I can do Yeah this fairy tale ain't for you Little Red riding no more I'm just head hunting for sport Give me every ESPY award If you ever test me it's war I leave blood all on your Dior I leave casualties there galore I'm sorry Sally ain't selling no seashells by the seashore I'm sure, I'm wavy Daniel Day Lewis can't play me Dropping shit new as baby Sorry we done with the waiting Signed distribution with satan God lookin' mad but made us I don't got no virtue, I was a doctor I'd murder my patients I'm so absurd on the on daily Who going hammer? I nail it Getting ever clear I got the proof and you something like Baileys This shits a joke to me clearly Check work in progress it's scary Nothing you say will prepare me Either you for me or fear me Choose