On The Radar Freestyle (Part 1) lyrics

[Intro]
Bing-bong
f*ck your life, stupid
Coney Island in this motherf*cker
Big gorilla

[Verse]
Yo
Uh, sufferin' from lack of empathy
Whatever happens, meant to be
I'm at a plateau that you could never be
Walk in the room, don't say a word, they feel my energy
One deep, but it's like there's ten of me
Them hitters that you send for me, came back empty-handed
That tough talk on the internet don't do me no damage
Wild thirties, late nights, was blickin' them hammers
Puerto Rican grеw up with mal nenos, and I don't speak no Spanish
Stay gettin' chickеn like Colonel Sanders
I just kept on chasin' my dreams, I guess you couldn't manage
Them tough times either make you, or make you doubt
GB threw away twenty years over chasin' some clout
I forgive him, but there's nothin' more to see
When people show you who they are
Showin' you to move accordingly
They can't beat you, so they chatter and gossip
But don't ever win, 'cause they ego is bigger than they pockets
Give it up, you had a decent run
Your lease is done, chewin' on MCs like a piece of gum
I call myself the mayor, they say, "He's the one"
The whole hood saw me pick myself up from bein' a fiendin' bum
Uh, now I'm all about my business
Park the truck however I want, and don't be gettin' tickets
FYL hats and gorilla tats
All because they believe in the dream, now how real is that?
They spit raps, I spit facts for whoever seems to doubt
I really bought my moms a house
See, I live what the f*ck they talk about
And listen to they sh*t like: what the f*ck they talkin' 'bout?
Set up shop with mixed rocks that'll upset rookies
Imagine me cryin' over pus*y
You in bed with your wife
Dude, you live with your spouse
All in b*tches' DMs while my di*k's in they mouth
Uh, I p*ss on her in the shower, put bricks in her house
Choke her, smack her, spit in her mouth
Uh, let me show you what this sh*t is about
Homie, you need a hood pass, I be givin' 'em out
And I ain't never ask nobody, but nothin' but opportunity
False accusations and slander, they tried to ruin me
I stay quiet, don't feed into assumptions
You see my work, I created an empire from nothin'
It's all real, you know I'm not bluffin'
Block pumpin' and the cops can't fade us
You better get your weight up, come back and face me later
You out here lookin' like Screech, and I'm A.C. Slater
I never cried over my losses 'cause that made me greater
You ain't rockin' FYL, you either broke or you a hater
Or both, stupid
f*ck your life, I'm outta here
Big gorilla