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DETROIT Freestyle
by Trowa Beezy
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I don't feel fly enough, I gotta by myself a plane
I love the journey and the growth that comes after the rain
Switch my girls out like I'm dating Rebecca Romjin
Keep that cash pockets overflow full of romaine
All I think about is popping tags, I'm clothes minded
If we talking about some money, I can get behind it
Sunglasses when you see me 'cause I stay shining
Something special in the trunk man I wouldn't try it
They call me family, how they moving though I can't relate
She want to talk about her feelings, but I'm on Warzone trying to concentrate
Once I'm finished, I'll be Dr. Phil and let her resonate
She slide them vicky's to the side, she said I can penetrate
But I ate it first like TGIF appetizers
Opps be trying to track my movements, but they none the wiser
I told my homies that we coming up, it's no surprises
Grinding for my spot 'til my bank account got two commas
I don't smash my side chicks, I only get the dome
Main girl almost caught me slipping, now I call the hoes through the Tracfone
Life will be easier when I decide to stop acting wrong
Least I can count on good cooking when I'm back home
Bout to stop eating red meat, I don't got time for beef
I'm taking vitamins, gotta be healthy when I'm in these streets
Friendly in person but talking crazy when they in the tweets
I'm non-violent, but my homies know to keep the piece
Collecting all rap styles like infinity stones
All my girls bad, they look like Nia Long clones
Killing all rappers, you can call this here an onslaught
If you say that you rap better than me, nigga no you not
Fuck outta here
I don't feel fly enough, I gotta by myself a plane
I love the journey and the growth that comes after the rain
Switch my girls out like I'm dating Rebecca Romjin
Keep that cash pockets overflow full of romaine
All I think about is popping tags, I'm clothes minded
If we talking about some money, I can get behind it
Sunglasses when you see me 'cause I stay shining
Something special in the trunk man I wouldn't try it
They call me family, how they moving though I can't relate
She want to talk about her feelings, but I'm on Warzone trying to concentrate
Once I'm finished, I'll be Dr. Phil and let her resonate
She slide them vicky's to the side, she said I can penetrate
But I ate it first like TGIF appetizers
Opps be trying to track my movements, but they none the wiser
I told my homies that we coming up, it's no surprises
Grinding for my spot 'til my bank account got two commas
I don't smash my side chicks, I only get the dome
Main girl almost caught me slipping, now I call the hoes through the Tracfone
Life will be easier when I decide to stop acting wrong
Least I can count on good cooking when I'm back home
Bout to stop eating red meat, I don't got time for beef
I'm taking vitamins, gotta be healthy when I'm in these streets
Friendly in person but talking crazy when they in the tweets
I'm non-violent, but my homies know to keep the piece
Collecting all rap styles like infinity stones
All my girls bad, they look like Nia Long clones
Killing all rappers, you can call this here an onslaught
If you say that you rap better than me, nigga no you not
Fuck outta here
