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This is insane Literally like I'm scaring myself Freedom by Heartboy beat Let's get it Yea One time for the nights I cried (Cried) Two times for the pain so real (Real) My spit come straight with skill God Hand on me can't break that Will (Heh) Tap in I'm out of my feels Rap Kid, I'm out in my field (Out in my) On life that's all I know (Ay) Go Hard done got him a deal Look I must've showed up at the wrong show 'Cause I'm turning up like y'all don't know (Look) Name a place that I won't go. That's a code game for the wrong folks Representing my own coast. I'm a dope brand with a low slope And no joe blow could ever be around me. I'm pulling cards like a dealer found me Inauguration I'm finna feed the family. Better clap it up and keep it clean and candid Been big he be keeping at it. Hit the beat and see the people panic I been checking y'all need a savage Hit the game I got bigger baggage (Look) Not the same I got sicker habits better pray me for me 'cause I'm really bad Ay I'm like Yea yea yea I'm lit (Yeh) Yea yea yea this it (Yeh) Yea yea yea get hype (Ay) On top I run it all night Got to tell em all Yea yea yea I'm lit (Ay) Yea yea yea this it I said yea yea yea get hype (Ay) On top I run it all night Had to tell them all Woulda. Coulda. Shoulda That's a statement I ain't tryna say Run the game wit all kinda plays Do it dirty all kind of ways I got fomo I'm trying to stay Beat banging all kind of bass Baby bad with all kind of face Painted on. All kind of fake Look I'ma turn the show into a mosh pit And I know they been tripping on nonsense I know when I get it I'ma rock it Right past all them telling me to stop it (Hold up) Y'all ain't even know from the post I was on Real life rap gone get him on the phone Doubling back with a bag and a bomb I just had lunch with your dad and your mom We just went globe and beyond Get out my pockets I'm going to prom Get off my case ain't no point in you trying Get out the race if you're running behind I said yea yea yea this it (Hold up) Yea yea yea we lit (Look) Rooftop running I'm too far gone (Ay) Not when I quit (Man) One time for the nights I cried Two time for the pain so real My spit come straight wit skill God Hand on me can't break that Will Tap in I'm out of my feels Rap kid I'm out in my field On life that's all I know Ay ya'll talking I got it for real (Ay) Talmbout he got it for real (Yea) See me I got to be chill (Ay) 'Cause I could be shot or be killed (Heh) But I'd feel like a prodigy still (Heh) Dream it it's got to be built (Ay) They ain't put time in it took me to get it they looking like how does he feel Like I'm mighty joe young Boy I be banging all on my chest Man what Hurt him he got to be healed (Yea) Pull a converter go take him to church see the deep of his heart'll be spilled (yea) We just did all this for real (Yea) I be on beats like the mic was a meal I just turned the 3 to a 5 (Ay) Got a beat that could beat you alive (Yea) I see right through that disguise (Ay) Get him pissed then he meet you outside (Ay) Better do what you need to survive (Yea) 'Cause You see that heat in his eyes (Yea) I was completely surprised (Ay) Told me I'm wordy Throw the emergency brake so the preacher can ride (Ay) Bright like a diamond in mine like Yea yea yea we lit (We lit) Yea yea yea this it (This it) Yea yea yea get hype (Ay) On top I run it all night got to tell them all Yea yea yea we lit (We lit) Yea yea yea this it (This it) Yea yea yea get hype (Ay) On top I run it all night got to tell them all (Huh) Motorsport motorsport. No divorce no divorce Go to court. Go to court I need that on my report Break the curse remove the spoil It's got a lot to do with oil I'm on that new and improved Joy Watch how I do what I do boy (Watch how I do what I do boy...) (Watch how I do what I do boy)