leon vegas – murder the rap game [bestie freestyle] lyrics
[verse]
yuh, let’s take it back to the moment when i wanted to be a rapper
i wanted to k!ll the compet-tion as if it mattered
i knew deep down, i wasn’t born with talent to master
i just backed it up with confidence, ignoring the laughter
i’ve been fighting for a f-cking minute, just for a minute
just for a second of your time, sir, so please may you give it?
i ain’t lyrically gifted but i know i’ve got a vision
and when i sing, i’m exquisite, i heard that from my past b-tches
‘mean, from all my last women, go ‘head and kanye that sh-t
life of pablo, life of leon, r.i.p. life of kid
he was an animal, peta, too worried ’bout making hits
with all the damage he done feed ya, i’m surprised that you lived
just think about it, did he ever go and back that sh-t up?
nah, did he actually, f-ck, he made me mad with his talk
it’s pretty tragic but i’m done with that, i just levelled up
now i’ve ascended to that god level, wannabe stuff
yeah, i reached beast mode, they wanna f-ck with me
i played ’em like they’re cheat codes, now they’re in love with me
cause you cannot defeat ghosts, i duppy all on the beat
i’ve been single for a couple years cause i wan’ be free
and if i fell back in love, i know that i won’t be free
i gave my heart to a girl once, twice, maybe three
and i don’t have the strength to have it broken in back into pieces
no, now they all peeking at me, thinking i’m losing the f-cking plot
well, then try beefing with me, singing, nah, wait for the sh-t i drop
cause with the heat i bring, you know i’ma make my way to the top
so try defeating me, i’ll wait here, just give it all that you got
yeah, i’ll take any beat, go ahead and ride with it
f-ck a box, take a genre, i’m defining it
they don’t wanna wait, put my all in what i make
i’ma go f-ck around, make me a tape
and i’ma deliver with what i’m gon say, yeah
i’m unforgettable, just like my exes told me
i ain’t dating, no, they thinking ’bout that old me
now i’m leon, yuh, you want another go? please
y’all f-cking evil, i don’t want no nasty hoes, sheesh
cause i’ma do this sh-t my way, f-ck you think this is?
i’ma stay single til i die, hey, i don’t want no b-tch
think that i’m doing this the right way, i don’t need to snitch
you a mess, like will smith’s genie, f-ck off, that’s my only wish
and i could probably go ahead, drop your discography
record it, mix it, probably drop that sh-t the following week
now that i’m making moves, they sneaky, tryna copy me
i’ve got some clones, i guess i need to work more silently, d-mn
that sh-t’s good, kid, you should probably rap some more
drop a couple hits and focus on the racks some more
you want the money, want the fame, cause it’s mad important
you need to travel by a plane, you’re the rap import
big british boy, you can even sing a bit
want the b-tches on your d-ck? want your music all to stick?
yah, yah, want your music all to stick? yah, yah, yah
i’m on my blueface flow like my boy yung davon
cvte in this b-tch, yeah, you know we full of great ones
crew in the whip and you know we losing patience
you are just a b-tch, you won’t blow up, i’ma make sure, ayy, cvte
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