Random Dude Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Take your time
Ayo, it's Soulja
What?

[Verse 1]
Handgun is 1.50, no Jimmy
Police right behind me, they talk about Simon
I'm on a watchlist, currently don't care
People bite my flow like their renaissance was warfare
Hearin' ocean noises, dolphin on screen
While you dissin' me, hope you have a bad dream
Dope fiend found lean in the city of fear
Ride around with my 40, don't tell it to your shorty
Pro skaters getting papers, waxed on max, I'm switchin' tables
More money and yams, gangsta rap ain't no bland
Appreciation for warm saturation
Conversations with stupid ratio
Call me Diego, though I'm not singlе
We thinkin' bingo, but the lingo is my friend
sh*t hot, monkеy style, boogie down, down
"He lit, how?"
Wow, you critics talk, "Na-na-na-na, blah, blah, blah, blah"
Who gives a f*ck? Like seriously
Don't mess with me, I'm deadly
Mi casa su casa, you give me a high-five
Indeed need Wi-Fi
You hippos juggernaut, that call was good, that hurt a lot
And Votie, he's a shooter
And Super, he a blooper
And Darrell, f*ck Darrell
My name ain't hasta luego
Slip on Tinder, brown like cinna'
I bit my finger with a cigar
Sick blue Bimmer, we thinking bigger
That escalated quickly, ain't that no toddler feet
You takin' shots at me, while I'm baking enough for free
Pizza with some Adidas, Nina, Sida, Becky, Lina
Huh, woah
How do you see her? Future vision, wicked pigeon
Give me dough, badass ho
Freezer, freeze 'em, damn, it's cold
Overdosed with the alcohol, but that blunt saw
But that blunt gone, so how it go?
Mommy got that red, red, red, red Range Rover
Liquor, though she sober
I'm pimpin' in the Rover
Listening to Spice Girls, wanna be a wannabe
MC, MC, and G-O-A-T
It's Nas, but Illmatic sold copies, so off guard
Seeking in the pine, laughin' when we ride
Kinda hard with time
New York State of Mind
[Interlude: SouljaDatAP, (Samples) & A$AP Rocky]
Close the door sh*t!
(Knockout!)
Yo, why you pushing him?
Vicky, Vicky
(Finish him!)
Woah, there's something outside
Uh-huh
You want oil n*gga money, royalness, and bread
New York state of mind
Right back with the drink, boys
La, la, la, la

[Verse 2]
Fell in a dream of a rich cousin
Holdin' guns, drinkin' beer, playing Truth Or Dear
Candidate for president, my God is true in this residence
Playing Resident Evil, so careless
Hope I live to '93, sick and tired narrowly
Chicks love my name, they say, "Go for your shot, baby boy"
You wanna get ho'd? At least you a real man
Poppin' Xans, go dumb like we used to
Mommy true though, illegal crew hooks
Finnesin' up these rich fools
Got iPhone down through Bluetooth
Chokehold, sue you
Sandman rappin' "What's the Use?"
Legos in my box, cereal dope, now it's locked
Hipster, no mister
Payback or press the trigger
Red button on the phone, glad you got blessings, bro
Can't be all, respect the G.O.A.T
Blindsided, I guess so
You don't got to pay me for checks, I'm just talkin' facts
Lamborghini green like Luigi
Streets now talking, Beanie Sigel
Low life, rough life
Yeah, you not too much shy
It's on sight with my height
Trash-talking, sh*ts bite
Bill Clinton in the mothaf*ckin' building, y'all
Kill sins with a fork, paramedics call
[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
Insane skull whip a frail, another body got smelled
Another robber got bailed, we love Haitian Adele
And it ain't hard to tell, we saw the glimpse in her, twelve
But if she cover my dreams, then I will call the police
Me go "haha", but if we go sad, then we have to switch sides
Zipper on my ex side, floating like you just died
New York hat, New York skin, New York baby, New York grin
Soulja X you, cops just wreck you
Bum-bada-bum, you don't want me to help you, achoo like bless you
Dope crazy, I'm lazy gone

[Chorus]
New York state of mind
New York state of mind
New York state of mind
New York state of mind

[Outro: Sample]
Nasty—Nasty Nas
Nasty Nas, Nasty Nas
Nasty Nas, Nasty Nas
Nasty Nas, Nasty Na—Na—Na—Na—Nas
Nasty Nas, Nasty Nas
Nasty Nas, Nasty Nas
Nasty Nas, Na—Na—Na—Na—Nas
Nasty Nas...