Freestyle 1.0 (Unreleased)

By Tayed Smit

On Sinners Love Anarchy

Released on January 1, 2023

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[Intro]


[Verse 1]

Hotline to call me, corportate 1-800, I kickbox some pussies like I'm Andrew Tate

We at the top, and we runnin' this school, the end of the discussion, ain't no more debate

Ten years from now we gon' own the whole city, and sit on large property, and real estate

Once we get rich, I'm gon' kill all the politicians, get my money and move out the states

Followers always gon' make some shit up, make unfunny ass jokes, ain't no laugh, ain't no echo

Insurancе money, they might try to kill me, thеy hate intellectuals, I need the gecko

I hate them takin' my money, but wanna give back to the people and help every ghetto

Knew from the start I was special and smarter than everyone else, knew that shit from the get-go

Can't compare me to nobody, I think for myself, out collectives, there ain't no mistakin'

We all gon' get rich as hell, and distribute this shit like it's crack, you call me Ronald Reagan

My money up to the ceilin', it that shit's gon' be somewhere else by the time you awaken

Everything I do is influential, and y'all backwards as hell, guilt by association

Rappers be cappers who separate from their own people, once they get a lick of success

Only people who gon' fuck wit' they music are white folks, guess that is who they impress

Some of these stupid ass artists get killed, cause they drop the lo', or give out they address

Shit always stays the same, in this backwards ass industry, I'm work nonetheless


[Verse 2]

And bitch, I'm double trouble, no game-plan, no huddle

The bank account doubled, we brag but it's subtle

Fuck hoes I don't cuddle, fit drip like a puddle

We work and we struggle, I'm funny you chuckle

We climb through the rubble, workout I got muscle

Bamboozled, you puzzled

Make money, we hustle, shoot three like I'm Russell

I'm ready, I'm buckled, my music on shuffle

Shoot macs, call me Bubble

I got the money, and now it be funny

They findin' excuses, they say I got lucky

Dripped the fuck out, like it came with some honey

And now we gon' hop to track two like a bunny


[Outro]

Yeah!

Yeah!