Simplicity/Nebula Freestyle

Aint no limitation to the shit I can do Everybody know I got the juice No lie but I'm dropping that truth Boy tell the truth Now is you really keeping it real in the booth Man I'm doing it all for the youth Hit them with that magic like poof The proof is in the pudding I'm Putting work finna kill them My shit similar to venom Watch how I hit them Top notch lyricism I mix it with a bit of rhythm They tired like Michilin Mentality militant Always consistently killing shit I've been uplifting my spirituality I feel like echo im infinite Unlimited You get it I said the shit in the beginning I said it again so you know that I meant it You know we could pop any minute Blow up and use my influence To speak on the shit they consider forbidden Put all my niggas in proper positions To go out and get to them digits I can't just sit back and wait on it On the grind and I'ma pray on it Work hard then I stay on it Know they hate on me But I wouldn't have it any other way Progressing each and every single day Thinking of the perfect shit to say While I'm looking at shit we made More satisfaction in simplicity I tend to dwell on all the memories In my mind The type of love that you could never know Deep down I know I have to let it go When its time I fall I rise I'm on my grind I fall I rise I'm on my grind Woah Yeah Woooooo I got hoes I got gold On my neck in my mouth I don't know what I'm doing But we riding downtown In the city in the coupe Shit so loud surround sound I don't know how I feel I'm a king bitch bow down Bitch bow down Come up in the club and you know a nigga flossing Yeah Feeling Rick Ross yeah a nigga bossing Yeah Feeling like a dentist how I got a nigga flossing Yeah Pull up on the scene diamonds wetter than a faucet Ayee I got money I got hoes I got gold On my neck in my mouth Bitch you know what I'm bout How you feel I got clout On a cloud 99 I get high my seat fye I recline I recline My card don't ever decline I drop a song they rewind