Beat Bully Freestyle

I don’t rap battle

Nigga i don’t beat box

You know dat the streets hot

I come from a mean block

Young’n got a mean Glock

Police got the street blocked

If I robbed when I was a young’n it was a fake Glock

That shit gotchu face hot it bet it gotchu face hot

All grown up, don’t run up, catch a face shot

I been learning everyday it ain’t about the history, wiped my ASS wit a lotta niggas they ain’t shit to me

Crying bout a bitch nigga you look like the bitch to me

I been tryna stay cool, they been tryna temp a g

When them hammers draw down in yo face don’t cry for sympathy

I been fucking C-notes out these bitches I like the symphony’s

Gotta get it how we never got it before

I’m a answer every knock on the door

Keep me a blicky couple niggas been shot here before

They going wonder how we got in the door

Stop running round telling niggas you my artist ain’t no nigga signed to me yo

I get too street money ain’t no nigga signing me yo

Everyday we put the clock on the counter, or everyday we put the pot on the stove

Everyday I put my block on my shoulders

Errybody should know how dat shit go

Everybody should know how dat shit go

I gave glen my era, cause you nigga know one thang

To take a 7 from y'all betta hit the gun range

Sipping on wok hard, still on some other shit

System on overload bout to crash the mothership

Stay from round me if you ain’t solid

It ain’t real if you the only one that know me and you gotta problem

I’m reachable lil nigga holla

Switch the flow, switch the subject, swish the shot like Iguodala

I just remembered a little reminder

Grandma told me if it ain’t real you never mind it, I stand behind it

Niggas done put me in a bad position, then shook the mission

Y’all Gus is a mathematician, now I’m just subtracting niggas

You only got a lil second start collecting nigga

Or I’m sending every bullet I can yo direction nigga

Ain’t coming to bargain or recon with ya

Das what happen when you show love and feed a Disrespectful nigga

Put his hand in the cookie jar. I Took it off

Tryna out think a nigga gotta knock his noddle off

I’m still waiting on my nigga to come clean before I do him wrong

I ain’t a snake, can’t let ya make me out it

I got cameras up in the spot lol nigga ain’t no way around it

Gus they was never with you they against you

Knowing all this shit I been through

Tryna stick the knife back in back like a jitsu