Alley Off The Glass Freestyle
Sir Hop
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This feeling like an alley off the glass and shit No rebounds, you won't need to crash for shit I rap forreal, youse a fan wit a knack for it I'm channeling through different things you don't factor in These niggas wanna be a star like an asterisk I laugh at this while my songs go to mastering Then pass the spliff to my nigga sharing half the risk Who half as sick Brick and mortar couldn't stack to this Way past your list Don't ask me if I got mine Got so many styles, I literally might be top 5 Last nigga to diss me couldn't even spit a hot line I treat it like I ran outta minutes, hoe I ain't got time Vine City missions keeping food upon the table Plus unleaded in my whip, and then I'm doing what I'm able Goin hard from different angles till my Gorgonzola stable Then I'm coppin Cuban cables for the Hit Committee label Let's go Poetic Piff Pugilist so luminous Jeans at the country club, this white shit so new to us Only excusing us for the people who be cool wit us Had to sneak the v-pen, I couldn't bring that ooh wit us I'm chasing this gelato with this monster cookies I'm a beast bitch, I'm looking for some monster pussy Niggas mad I fucked they bitches rocking older Stussy Rocking stages, its so crazy where this rappin took me I remember days when all I had was prayers for the patience Dying just to activate the latent Doing different thangs like walking down 12 hr shifts for chicken change Now I'm so heartless when I'm switching lanes Ma, look what ya jit became That fucked up nigga, but he out here spittin flames He hit the dank and do what he does, just to get his name Grandma and my uncle passed away and shit ain't been the same I go out my way, tryna vindicate these hollow days Although nowadays, ain't no trees lit for holidays Unless I'm tryna blaze Dawg, you caught me in an honest place Some homage paid to baby goat, so overdue Look how I'm flowing on this track Yeah, you know I'm truth I knew I had a classic 'fore I even stepped out the booth While I was writing, had to tell P-Boi to stretch out the loop So he threw it off the glass and now I'm dunking on niggas Imma keep getting paid, dropping songs on yall niggas Y'all motherfuckers sleep Something wrong wit yall niggas Narcoleptic, still acceptin what they thrown to yall niggas Check their pulses, no one come closest My poison dose is known to leave necrosis I'm potent
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Written by: Javarious Hopson
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