billy khan - hb freestyle lyrics
[verse]
i’m needing prayer with my brother
feeling lost, i’m feeling broken
i’m trying to recite but now i’m crying and i’m choking
like god can you save me cause i really done some f+cked sh+t
it’s eating me inside and i don’t know how i’ve been coping
man this rusty my trustee, when he try and touch me
that boy had a drop, he caught me slipping, coulda rushed me
he didn’t cah he know to learn from his mistakes
i know he didn’t like it when there were goons up in his home
i’ma smile, get my food up off the counter, i’ma go
today’s gonna be a good day, can feel it in my bones
chop it up in bite sizes and feed it to the crows
it’s just threes when i throw
now they’re asking me for photos, holding up their phones
bossman said i made it, little cuzzy thinks i’ve blown
but little does he know, i still got some way to go
even though i’m blatantly cold like i’m naked in the snow
was never malcolm in the middle, i was billy at the bottom
isolation loved me, my science teacher called me rotten
was a star in the making so i hope they ain’t forgotten
they couldn’t pick on me like cotton
back then it was never what it looked like, stack fat like suge knight
got busy on my pushbike until somebody took mine
so now i gotta take somebody else’s, that’s the game
feds are at the door, i turned the lights off in the place
n0body make a f+cking sound cause i ain’t getting caught today
you win the stupid prizes when you’re playing stupid games
you ain’t super bad my brother, you’re acting more super strange
i’m the type to build a house and then watch it burn into flames
self destruct b+tton, press it twice
build a bridge, set that alight
would i do it differently if i got to live a different life?
probably not, if i see him reach, there’s no flight
i’ll watch his body drop, everything is sticky when the honey’s hot
hurry up in and out, same sh+t different mouth
why you standing like that? like broski won’t frisk you down
and take those goodies like what’s goodie?
getting paid and now it’s fully
invested bread into some sticks
and now my toys are talking for me like they’re woody
still boogie in my hoodie
may be new to the game but i’m a master, not a rookie
i built a little buzz but i’m still halving all my cookies
how my bro gon’ hit a l!ck just to lose it in the bookies?
man it’s deep when i rap, man it’s deeper than trap
said it’s deeper than gloves and squeezing and clap
put my all into my craft, really tryna make this work
bro’s christian but we set up shop right by the church
on the hottest strip in town, don’t believe me, ask around
said it’s been a long night, you’ve probably seen me up and down
catch me down a dark alley when i’m in a dark place
sitting with some big fish but this one a shark race
and they’re sleeping on the turtle till the sh+ll touches your hairs
when i’ve come to take what’s mine, you better hope there’s no one there
man i’m hoping you’re prepared when there’s a thot up on your neck
i’m still working on my heart like there’s a wrench up in my chest
jump outta bed, get dressed, hit the booth cah i can
i’m the man, how these yutes love to work without a plan?
and my plan is make some noise, make some money then i’m gone
all i ever wanted was a little honey and some funds, i’m done
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