Grown Simba Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag]
n*gga please we a different breed, you dissing us you n*ggas dissing G's
Yea come to rapping, you gon' see a n*gga snapping like I'm missing trees
I put pianos on the boat, you n*ggas shipping keys
Life ain't a joke so we flipping coke, flipping weed
Whatever float a n*gga boat, I'm into getting cheese
I get the chips and leave, reason why the town rooting
This new cat is into running sh*t, Cam Newton
I'm Chubby jJag holmes, I stay in my back boy
Cause I ain't trying to flip burgers or be a bag boy
n*ggas got me mad enough, this year I'm hitting you n*ggas
I hope you padden up, Chubby's got his madden up
Sitting back, laughing at trashy n*ggas I'm passing up
With a bad b*tch on E and I'm in to gassing up
And I just want rap n*ggas to kill the beef, I just wish these n*ggas put more time into killing beats
It's wicked cause I'm into selling tickets, filling seats
Still I'm quick to rob a n*gga, have a n*gga feeling sweet
Remember I ain't had my own, had a n*gga feeling cheap
Haters trying to rob a n*gga for his dreams, stealing sleep
Them n*ggas ain't feeling me, say I'm too gangster for TV
sh*t been sounding digita,l too gangster for cd
We banking like TD, 4D future see crystal clear holmes
Getting to gangster for 3D, pushing like a PG
Funny you was cool when you came out, now you just old you a 3G
Wow, your team moved, then the thing moved
Have a n*gga shaking like a phein' do, cream dude
And we don't move till the cream move
I'm on my kyrie Irving, sh*t just trying to fill a king shoes
Chubby, if it's fire, then I'm getting on it
Naw I ain't watching the throne, n*gga I'm sitting on it
Jag