"March 4th Freestyle" lyrics
They could never believe what I said I'd amount to
But I'm back and I'm ready for round 2
How many real? shit I can't even count 2
Talk shit I wrote a book on how to, bout to
Get my mom a crib and myself too
You ain't with it I do it without you
Ain't concerned bout the shit no one else do
I'm just focused on stackin all of these backends
Speakin through action
Bank just called tryna clear a transaction
Fake fucks tryna get into action
Ion say a word to them Charlie Chaplin, yeah
I sip slow its a habit
Backstage I'm relaxin
Do a show, eat up, leave then reup
Kick my feet up and call up a bad bitch
If man act shaky, I move flaky
You ain't know me so how could you hate me
Y'all could do this if y'all wasn't lazy
But y'all rather watch the game then come play me
Y'all rather party then work, man that's crazy
Y'all rather stay broke than get paid
See that shit that you talk don't phase me, nah
All for the clique, all for the clique
Yes of course its all for the clique
One gets jammed and we all gon trip
One touch bands and we all gon split
Its all for the clique, all for the clique
One touch mic and we all gon spit
One mix sprite and we all gon sip
If she let me hit she gon let my twin
This shit soundin like a outro
Did it all with no help hoe
Bars stickin like velcro
She wet before I'm in the house, so I gotta
Swim through that shit like phelps tho
Her man don't know what I know
She came I came and we go
I'm the whole fuckin hometown hero, ouu yeah damn
Caught my groove on this shit
I be actin brand new on this shit
She tryna cuff, cut loose on that bitch, aye
I'm gettin used to this shit
They all wanna be cool when you lit, aye
I'm livin proof of this shit
They all wanna make moves like you did, aye
Dreams closer than they appear
She was fucking all them lames after I left hoping I'd care
They laughed when I said I'd be here
Now I'm everything they fear
I'm done wasting my time tryna give a fuck how they feel, I got
10 reasons not to go broke
5 rapper I could call hoes and them hoes broke I know
Its all shit talk on the net
I see them in person and its all jokes
And that's 2 faced ass shit
Remind me of women I met on the road
Tryna protect my energy, can't let em get to me
6 hour flight between LA and Kennedy
Met with the label and just let em vent to me
At the end I knew they wasn't meant for me
I'm committed to making a better me
Once shit go right they gon hate how they left from me
I show love to the once who accepted me
And shit on the ones who had slept on me, damn aye
But I'm back and I'm ready for round 2
How many real? shit I can't even count 2
Talk shit I wrote a book on how to, bout to
Get my mom a crib and myself too
You ain't with it I do it without you
Ain't concerned bout the shit no one else do
I'm just focused on stackin all of these backends
Speakin through action
Bank just called tryna clear a transaction
Fake fucks tryna get into action
Ion say a word to them Charlie Chaplin, yeah
I sip slow its a habit
Backstage I'm relaxin
Do a show, eat up, leave then reup
Kick my feet up and call up a bad bitch
If man act shaky, I move flaky
You ain't know me so how could you hate me
Y'all could do this if y'all wasn't lazy
But y'all rather watch the game then come play me
Y'all rather party then work, man that's crazy
Y'all rather stay broke than get paid
See that shit that you talk don't phase me, nah
All for the clique, all for the clique
Yes of course its all for the clique
One gets jammed and we all gon trip
One touch bands and we all gon split
Its all for the clique, all for the clique
One touch mic and we all gon spit
One mix sprite and we all gon sip
If she let me hit she gon let my twin
This shit soundin like a outro
Did it all with no help hoe
Bars stickin like velcro
She wet before I'm in the house, so I gotta
Swim through that shit like phelps tho
Her man don't know what I know
She came I came and we go
I'm the whole fuckin hometown hero, ouu yeah damn
Caught my groove on this shit
I be actin brand new on this shit
She tryna cuff, cut loose on that bitch, aye
I'm gettin used to this shit
They all wanna be cool when you lit, aye
I'm livin proof of this shit
They all wanna make moves like you did, aye
Dreams closer than they appear
She was fucking all them lames after I left hoping I'd care
They laughed when I said I'd be here
Now I'm everything they fear
I'm done wasting my time tryna give a fuck how they feel, I got
10 reasons not to go broke
5 rapper I could call hoes and them hoes broke I know
Its all shit talk on the net
I see them in person and its all jokes
And that's 2 faced ass shit
Remind me of women I met on the road
Tryna protect my energy, can't let em get to me
6 hour flight between LA and Kennedy
Met with the label and just let em vent to me
At the end I knew they wasn't meant for me
I'm committed to making a better me
Once shit go right they gon hate how they left from me
I show love to the once who accepted me
And shit on the ones who had slept on me, damn aye
