Comanche Ave Freestyle (feat. Big Drice)

(Big Drice on the beat yea) I got Clay the Don with me "What Clay the Don of?" The Don of having your bitch in her thong nigga I just got paid 10 fucking racks to talk shit over a beat And to make the fucking heat nigga You niggas is still trynna go in on eighthies nigga Fuck outta here Like a nigga who said he was your day one we done switched it up all ready nigga It's our fucking world nigga Look, I hate to break it to you but this life ain't what it seem I had people say they gang now they on the other team I know women after fame even know they living green They gon' try to steal the shine I won't let them get a gleam Nah, woah, I won't let em get a gleam Could've swore that y'all was street, now y'all out here making memes Trigger fingers Twitter fingers back to back OMG Y'all ain't getting to the green you too worried bout the tea How i'm whipping in the tints still city know it's me? I just copped somebody girl, brought her back with no receipt She said I can have it all, all I gotta say please Damn, all i gotta say is please Think her name was Indigo, got her number, was a Breeze I guess i'm the Blueprint, I got girls from JAY to Z They my angels, one named Halo, but instead I call her Bey I might pull up with them all just to let a hater C Damn Clay What up doe? That's how you feeling? I'm just chilling, praise be to God True Religion out of style but I still pray Call me Big Don, but i'm still Clay Heard you on a label, what yo deal say? It's a three sixty, least yo bills paid Look, I just want a pretty girl that won't lie to me I just want my big bro to hit the lottery I just want my dad's mom to retire now I just want enough money to buy her house But life ain't always simple as it should be Or simple as it could be You know how them people from the hood be Hold each other down to keep them beneath I pray that they tighten up and succeed Yea, and it's still NOV from the South side Summer twenty twenty two we outside (For real) We stay outside you niggas gotta get permission to get off the porch Not from your mom but from your homie (Yea) My ex got a attitude for what though? Pull up on her bestie like "what up doe?" Sadly I ain't get a lot of luck though Now I got her sister at the front door She help let the love and the lust go Yea, it's a cold game and it's cut throat She been rubbing on me like some dove soap Now her older brother wanna rumble I might have to send him for a tumble Show that boy he has to stay humble Shhh! Be quiet, they be ease droppin' I'll be getting money til a B poppin You be hitting threes like you Steph Curry I always keep a ten like i'm D. Rodman Yea, like i'm D. Rod And I hit em' up like i'm T Pac Mo money mo problems word to Biggie Smalls I'm still God's Son, o three Nas Clay I don't know, I- I f- I either wanna smack these niggas or count money I might do both Yea, yea woah, woah yea I got one more left Check, I say It's Donnio NOV, I been the best since o three How your bestie know me? Was posed to keep it lowkey I love her even tho she, made on my mess on those sheets She so F'n nosey, I call her smelly nose P P stand for pretty girl that blesses little ole' me And shows emotional support on even days I don't need I swear to god I don't sleep, insomnia is O.P. It's impossible to rest, like standing up with no feet Those the days I don't eat It got me poppin' out my soul like running backs in old cleats I levitate a whole leap I wrap a bar up in a web as if i'm Spidey-bro Pete It sound like cardiac arrest the way I killed whole beat Somebody get that fucking beat a tuxedo man I hope that motherfucker got life insurance Cause if not we gon have to treat it like we treat the rest of you niggas, get a fish fry going You niggas is fucking disgusting nigga That nigga Clay just rapped on four fucking beats nigga In one fucking song nigga , we just did an EP in one fucking song nigga You niggas could never fucking compete You niggas always hit DM's like "let's work nigga", for what? You niggas is fucking garbage I wouldn't even give you a beat that I made in twenty fucking thirteen off the beat machine nigga Who the fuck you think you niggas is?