FREEVERSE FRIDAY VOLUME III [2014] lyrics

[Intro]
See what I'm doing right now is mental preparation
*intense bong ripping*

[Verse]
Young boy with a chip on his shoulder
I'm pimpin' you hoe and I'm killin' 'em all
Best believe I stress relieve with the best of weed, invest in me
Word to wobble, word to wobble
This sh*t right here be the urban bobble
I work the notches, that purp is vital
You steal sh*t while the curtains follow
Out here representing, put that phone in your dash
Shouts out my player partner f-f-four twenty splash
Bring that illness to your front door with a pump fo'
Take over the world, motherf*ck a Donald Trump, hoe
I smoke mo', outcast, I always was an outcast
Can you name a rapper I can't outclass? I doubt that
And shouts out to the homie C Breezy
Keep your f*ckin' head up, this petty sh*t, breathe easy
I can smash a beat easy, twenty casualties, sleazy
With a habit of smoking and f*cking laughing and joking
I pump with passion provoked in a type of baffling motion
It brings a rack and a Kraken will dump its ass in the ocean
Shouts out to Young Kaio-ken
I like to keep a bad b*tch with her thighs open
f*ck a migos, amigos, I write no pen
Killing sh*t, young Kill Bill so violent
I walk around like I got a f*cking X on my chest
Shout the homies out they said, shouts to prep with an X
I'm a rookie in the game taking veteran steps
I'm a damn good rapper, a legend at best
Rappers out here 'plexing with the flexenous flex
I'm too fly for the birds, you get left in the nest
Whack rappers take a concept and stretch it to death
Keep a vial of holy water, put it next to your vest, b*tch