Loot Freestyle

You can kick him out the pack But you will never see him on his back
You can amass troops far and wide But you will never win the fight
I've come from over the way My name's important to say
Followed by the things that I pray for I wanna try to master my faith

I wanna fly, afraid I'ma fall I wonder if I'ma make it at all
I wonder if I'ma make it at all I wonder if I'ma make it at all
Hey, just keep cool and let go I got a lot of music muscles
That I think I should flex more And I'm feelin' like a sure thing

But are you willing to bet though? I'm feelin' like a sure thing
How much you willing to bet though? That I am the best though
Don't get cocky, boy, you're causin' a scene You could spot me in the pot of the peas
You could drop me and I land on my feet You keep talkin' when the talkin' is cheap

I don't sleep, you could rest and assure I'm a beast in original form
Incomplete is the mission I'm on Not my day, but appearing the dawn
I'm really thinkin' someone's movin' the goal I'm really thinkin' someone's after my soul
Mayday, think I'm losin' control It's payday, nigga, pay me the toll

I need everything you got in totality I'm in another galaxy
Look at the view between you and me Me is different from you
It's like we sittin' in a circle Duck duck and the goose
But when I get up from the floor I be chasin' the loot

I-I-I, oh-oh-oh-oh I-I-I, oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah, you know a nigga need dough Woah, you know a nigga need dough
I been chasin' the loot Give these bitches the boot
She be playin' the flute So I gotta salute

Used to call me a square, but I fit in the loop
All you niggas is poop You get picked up by Scoop
You been fillin' the voids and still avoidin' the truth
I been hearin' the voices, they been tellin' me

Shoot all the forbidden fruit
They can roll out the batch and then they get in your group
Better stick with the facts so you get stuck in some goop
They say money's attached to all the evilest roots

So I guess that is bad, I wanna stack to the roof
Can I stack to the roof? Give it back for the proof
Let me stack to the ceiling
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Dum-di-di-dum-dum-di-di-dum-dum
I pity the fool, where did you come from
Loudest in the room, I take it you know nothing
Start with a fraction, get the wholesome

Then give you hoes some, now keep it wholesome
When I sleep, I keep one lid open
Lookin' through a scope, I know what ya hopin
But the pros stay in motion, gettin' promotions

All right now, let's begin negotiations
All right now, let's offend a whole bunch
Meet me DT, I could go brunch
I don't see where you got the notion

I have emotion, I have to laugh
I pass gas to smoke one, put it in the air
It's like
Man, who the fuck wants to be in this fuckin' crazy-ass industry with these type of rappers