Meek Flow (Freestyle)

Yeah Look Miss me with the small talk Big bag business only I don't plan to fall off Overtime on top of overtime I never call off Any moves against me Always come up short Like they was sawed off Yeah I'm the one and only one Everything I'm owed I'm taking it by force like Obi-Wan If you bout it Just be bout it Don't be shy Come show me sumn If you moving flagrant I don't need to see it more than once It's digital verse everybody and I stand on that Where we come from ain't no tellin' I can't stand no rats She got me coming out my body Might put a stamp on that Done ran it up so many times Look like I ransom the racks Yeah Fuck is niggas talking bout I hate when niggas run they mouth Bout shit that they know nothin bout Seen the boi up in the spot Had my youngins run em out Pillow talking on my business Be the reason that she love me now Real shit Been through so damn much Can hardly feel shit Ain't a soul on earth can say I folded You can't feel this Short tempered The second I feel played with Shit get real quick The way I'll have my niggas lift your hood Would think they Seal Six Or like some hood struts You know it's whatever You get the point though I ain't going for nada You ever try that shit again I'm popping on you like tada They celebrating like they got us We back at it mañana