Past Due Freestyle

Feelin' the range of all my emotions Don't care to know what I'm supposed to I missed class today cause I'm only focused about feelin' motions I'm goin' through what I'm supposed to Don't talk to me about no poster It's educated niggas round me Don't talk to me about no poser I woke up this mornin' readin' contracts I'm the closer They send me the information to make sure the game is over I'm the said and done, I'm the fat lady and I'm singin Bitch, run me one, bet you not gon' cross me up I mean it, I'm the chosen one, they woke me up I mamba with the defense, this lockdown shit done forced me in my bag I ain't peep it, but it's on now Expect me to increase the heat repeatedly Tryin' to get the sear down, I'm walkin' the year down Can't nobody touch me, I'm gettin' a bust down I'm talkin' a Gold crown, no rollie I'm finna change the whole sound, give a fuck a gatekeeper or goalie You can call the police, I'm well connected, these niggas don't know me I study them, and they don't even see me That's how it's supposed to be Stay on the ground Don't leave the found Stay on the ground Protect the crown What you think gon' happen when it's over with I don't know I know I can't change it, I move with the sitch I know that my people, I tell you that we done been here We might be changin', but my niggas ain't goin' nowhere Bet I bust down my whole family, crowns for everyone Jean-Michel, all my grandkids Gon' own somethin' and nah they ain't fat sell My mama like travelin', I buy her a jet and a yacht for full sail My granny always want a Lexus, uh, put that bitch in the mail Please don't think it's sweet, I know I come off as a sweetheart I might be, but niggas might describe me as a Sweet Tart I love you, but my investment is my money, nigga Be smart, play around with my money, I bet shorty pull yo G card I ain't mean to scare you, but it's third degree, ooh, uh I love all my people that live close to me, uh, uh Call my niggas family, cause they go for me, ooh They believe in me, uh, uh That's all I could ask from a nigga who gon' speak for me That's all I could say from a nigga who gon' go B's for me My niggas gon' stand on ten toes, they ready to go for me I got wolves in the pack, warriors behind my back My nigga Andre with the ball, he gon' set up the three, uh, splash Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Niggas think it's sweet, they say I come off as a sweetheart It's cool, but lil' nigga, I pull your G-card Seriously, don't come up to me They believe in me