Drake Central And Cee Freestyle
YeahOn the radar, 20236 g-o-d and my broski 2cYou know what it isIt’s a madness and badness combinationYeah!, ayy!, grrr!
On morningside got no stick in the rideIf i take flicks with the guysI gotta put emojis over like 3 faces‘Cause the feds can’t see those eyesPeople i shouldn’t be besideWhen i was an actor they would go stratfordJust to sell food on bieber’s sidePlenty reasons why i’m this way, my girlThat’s just one reason whySeen you around at sotto, enough man, babyYou love on some eediat guysObedient guys, jokers and comedian guysYou know i’m likе 6’2″ in the right shoe, loveBut you lovе on some medium guys
I wanna keep you on the beach ’til 6 a.m.So you see sunriseSeen you from the stage in the 100These must be eagle eyesPressing against me, thinking ’bout entryKnow you could tell it’s a decent sizeYou wanna know the real me, girlSay you wanna see deep insideIf chubb’s has on a chanel side bagYou don’t wanna see him reach inside‘Cah we know some demon guysWith jealous and evil eyesYou know that’s how jesus diedYou know that’s how julius caesar diedI bet they were decent guysI swear they remind me of me sometimes
I’m tryna be under your breasts like peas and riceYou never get treated niceFool you once, that’s fineBut you look dumb if you let them repeat it twice200 million on the tableI hope i’m able to get this agreement signedTold you i needed timeBut really the truth is i don’t believe in timeFeel like i been here over a thousand yearsLike since the medieval timesAnd i’m still just a cutthroat kingEven though this is recent timesA man might dead that we’re beefing withBut we don’t do grieving timeFuck teasing timeIf i come inside you, it’s breeding time
So much for idols, kmt with the eye rollKnew that i made itWhen i had drivers holding my last name up in arrivalsCench might need vaccine when he seeHow this video start going viralIf lita’s there, then the mash is thereWith grains in there like silosThe morning rain clouds up my windowI swear i feel like didoJ a u m, how it looks when manPut you in a jam like typosNegotiation, ask her for 20% of the companyThat’s my finalRealistic to shit, my n15 likeI’m going through tottenham high roadIf it’s beef, i’ll get that shade from bread andGrease like i’m making giros, or i’m making gyrosSo much for all these heroesThe numbers are good with me as long asIt’s comma then 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0Pass me a glass of the vinoIf a girl try take my rolex to buy some valentinoI tell baby m what she did to the kidThat eyeliner like emoShe didn’t rock my clothing lineWhen we had one shirt to go with the jeans thoughNow man like me and clint can afford those whipsLike gran torino, grrr!
Crocodile tears she ain’t even cryingWhy you swearing to godYou don’t even believe in christWhat you saying wallahi forYou ain’t been on your deenYou’ve been eating swine, nahI ain’t the man of your dreamsNow you wish that you stayed with your previous guyIt used to be 3.5s, now i can sell out the 2 arena twiceDon’t ask what the fee looks likeDon’t believe all the media hypeLike eighty percent of these people lyingWho can i ask when i need adviceI gotta work hard, it’s me who providesEmail y-beeez for the feature look
What goes up must come downSo when you’re in the air, prepare for the landingI did everything that i could for my hoodSo how do they say i don’t care for the mandemCrib so big, i might get out of breathIf i walk too quick up the stairs in the mansion
They weren’t there for the actionTryna round up three hundred spartansWe going to war but we ain’t in athensEverything won’t go to planThat’s not how it goes, i’m afraid shit happensRap boy on a footballers wageI’m on the same pay as the players at dallasWhat’s making the haters jealous?I’m thinking the ap’s eighteen karatsThey call me my government name in harrods, uhThis one ratchet, don’t even know who her baby dad is, ahIf i cum inside, i won’t leave ’til i see her take the tablet, nah
He mention my name ’cause he wanted some fameAnd he ain’t established huh, alrightYou know the verse gon’ hit when you hear that adlibCome a long way, i was sellin’ them opium on my lonelyBut i’m not ken carsonI’m a hood, red hot, red dot on my headIn my hood, i’m a targetSo driver, stay in the whip while i jump out quickDon’t park itI can lean out the window and horn itI’m on the same pay as the players at charlotteBig fish in this thing, no armbands like a back strokeI swim in that shark tankDrop me in the jungle, tree-to-treeStart swinging like tarzan24 inch on the rims on the benzI’m doing donuts and skidding on tarmac (huh)Sick of these high-rise buildings, flip the scriptNow i’m living on farmland (huh)
Hmmm, grr!Alright alright
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