Lyrics Freestyle of the Year - Lurah

Yeah, woah
Yeah, let's get it

I'll make it simple it's all basics, understand me
I made it easy for God to bless me, and prepare me
Fact that they gonna trash me in discussion it don't scare me
Long as I be stacking blue Mandalas it sound fair to me
Bro I'm in my bag speak my language, if you here for me
Bro I'm like a tailor with the styling threading carefully
Knives on my spine from the ones who said they here for me
Ain't no need for talking if you love me or you care for me
How they say they homies then they switch I don't let it get to me
Lil bitch said she die for me but now she kind of dead to me
Nigga lookin down on me, his son be lookin up to me
I'm tryna be a lil hero in my Kasi if they letting me
See me when I pull up nigga back up make a space for me
This for all my brothers in the streets who'd catch a case for me
They lost concentration they got high on methamphetamine
Someone said the enemy was lit I said they better be
Wow, I'm amazed
Y'all ain't doing nothing I been silent for some days
Ask around my city I'm the charger to the game
I'm about my money you all just suckers for the fame
Boy we moving different with this independence thing
I got actual feelings for the cash it's not a fling
Pendant on my necklace it's a different kind of bling
High grade in my blunt, different type of strain
I think I'm attached to all that sticky Mary Jane
When I see your homies I'm like not this shit again
You niggas be snaking I cannot even pretend
I'm at your event if it's some money in my hand
I'm on the road, and it's tryna be a norm
I'm far from home cuz we tryna buy a home
MOS drip on me cuz I'm dressing like a boss
Call yourself a boss boy you got to pay the cost
Everything I done it can't be did by anyone
If anybody did it I could take it as a loss
It going to take some time for them to treat us like ones
If it's not the ones who paying us then we could give a fuck