9tails - donlands freestyle lyrics
[intro]
ay
wavey, they wanna ride
nv, bhb until i die
yeah, until i die
ay
okay, okay
[verse 1]
get back to it, this soul music
for the sole fact that i put my soul in it
my soul broken and my bummy shoe
but the shoe money went to more pluggings
it’s no stuntin just beat bumping
and weed smoke, can’t leave the green
like tree hugging, i smoke up and yall stay bugging
fake friends, that’s all insta loving
that’s not support, that’s d+ck sucking
hear ball smacking when you type something
that gang gang, it don’t mean nothing if your mans fake
baker boys, they just love the cake
this twitter talk not my forte
this public chat so b+tchmade
you tweet the beef to get the fans on them
’cause you can’t deal with the sh+t you say
fan words like dyson blades
i spit on them and you catching spray
no barbershop but come catch a fade
toronto city where my body lay
donlands smoking juicy j’s
eyeballing that quarter ounce, don’t scale it up its not bodyweight
smoking cookie cones big as parking cones
goth girl like a teen witch, like it’s early bones
spin around on my eggplant, she give fire top it don’t artichoke
bust a nut then play a show
queens street, i’ma link with noel and then it’s d+mn fourth
for some square boys and some dominos
writing flows on the box top
with swaine steady been spitting gold
midas mouth over icy beats on a open road
these rappers using our formula and just change a little
like isotopes, see the byte without microscopes
no cub scouts, they know i know the ropes
when i cook it up, the aroma grows
trying to sniff me out, might lose your nose
coming out of venues to the camera flash
better strike a pose, had no connects i was on my own
now the blogs out for the underground
mostly blogs out for their personal
circles, same few artists every article but i digress
success comes with the mindset
[verse 2]
wavey, they wanna ride
nv, bhb until i die
this no overnight
i’ma take the time and get it right
this sh+t control my life, yeah
i just let it slide, yeah
eat the night, eat the night, yeah
music get real hungry, take my mind
make no money, that’s beside
what i feel inside (what i feel inside)
(ayy, ayy, ayy)
i’ma ball out, how i ball out
if my pockets and my clothes look like i’m about to fall out
no handsout, too proud b+tch i got myself
i’m moving stealth, i got the mindset, i don’t need the wealth
i’ll stick to buying more vowels instead of buying louis belts
no tailor tape, i’ll suit myself
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