Beats TV Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tell a n*gga somethin' that he don't know
Tell a n*gga somethin' that he don't know
See, I think a n*gga found his f*ckin' mojo
Get this b*tch jumpin' like a pogo
Came to this motherf*cker hundred grand strong
Two to be exact, grindin' ox packs
Tried to sell crack, but I couldn't get it off
n*ggas came through, tried to knock a n*gga off
Guess it's time to set it off
Two to the dome, make his f*ckin' (?) soft
I really 'bout that sh*t
Mr. (?), I never made it to a brick
Thinkin' since five, never made it to a six
Momma's at work, I'm with the homies hittin' liqs
Yeah, want to be a baller, be a shot-caller, then she a hauler
The titty is mine, so titties and ass, she know how I grind
Started with one, then ended with nine
Grew up with churches, we'd practise the Quran
Uh, f*ckin' with di*kies, now Louis Vuitton
Uh, then tell her it's your gangsta, now picture my mom
Uh, yeah, my motherf*ckin' locs
Somebody tell my momma her son sell dope