Quarantine Freestyle
AB the Prophit
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Okay Let that beat warm up (Sheesh) Bitch I ain’t no gangsta But I'm still a gangsta I'll have my youngin pull up on you with lasers It’s goodbye forever ain’t no see you later His choppa gon' chomp you up just like a gator Yeah just like a gator I eat up these haters They doubt me so I’m grinding out like a skater Jealousy and envy kick in when they see you got the paper They try to be a nuisance, to you on, the route on to greater So I just sip on my oolong and move on the day bruh Name a nigga that can move on the cadence the same Ain't nobody fucking with me, bitch, who gon' debate it I’m the hottest out it ain’t gon' take too long to make it Hot streak bitch who gonna break it Melly gon' be an answer when they ask who was the greatest (Hey hey) Sac town ima put it on my back now Ask round people know about my background Pack clowns if they wanna start to act wild Cash out, invest then cash out Real estate, stocks, weed, cash cow Sippin' on this Dom P won’t black out Switch it mix it with the Hennessy, I might pass out Pop a ecstasy get energy, oh wait I'm back now Back in high school they voted me as the class clown On the way driving to the bank I bet they laugh now 200k, 300, half a ticket to a mil' Ran it up and bought my momma a new house up in the hills She don’t, ever ever gotta worry bout no bills My family gon' be rich for generations no deal I ain’t take it Forreal I ain’t faking Foreign wheels I ain’t basic More deals I’ll be patient Pop seals we’ll be faded More mills be created So ill we the greatest Free agents, yeah we’ll just be slaving For ourselves cause we legends in the making F*ck whoever hating You a pussy you a lame ain’t no cake in Yo pockets get outta pocket then we blazing Please stay in yo lane and by the way yo music tried to play it Took the CD out, ended up tryna break it I can’t lie I fucking hate it That shit trash, please stop making songs My shit crack, I re-rock it I’m on This fly shit got on Rocking all this Yves Saint Laurent Mix it with the Vlone Dior Pink Gucci drawers Heard it from yo team you a fraud We getting success and you gotta see from afar I will pop you with my team like it’s C.O.D. Making sure you getting hit with a steamin' ass rod You thought yo ass could do this cause you sing at yo job You pussies wanna be king but what’s a king to a God Bitch
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