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renz young - vogel park freestyle lyrics

[produced by renz young]

woah
woah
woah

[verse]
the boy made a name like you wouldn’t believe
ask who really got the scene
they know a n-gg- popping’ they hate that’s it’s me
so my foot on the ottoman, raising the feat
man i knew it’ll happen never been surprised homie
b-tches telling on me
n-gg-s lying me
got your 2 cents get in line homie
them the same ones that drop a dime on ya
i been on it
plotting california when it start snowing
you should know that’s a boss move
trynna win you are not the one we give the ball too
we not at all cool
call a lil b-tch have her fall through
rappin’ like a barcode one to many lines
you n-gg-s practice rapping living acting
like you watching narcos one to many times
in your raps i heard one to many lies, d-mn
guess you air bending like katara
me, watch the money blow up like a martyr
and she just gon’ pick it up like i can’t guard her
show me my opponent, know that i been on it
force it, and you see the force like annulments
rocked that burberry didn’t guess on it
back and it hurts, shouldn’t have slept on it
replace all the keys in my crib with the bluetooth
my n-gg- you know that my pad different
my girl balling, i draft different
got three accounts, thats cash in it
i’m talking comma comma comma comma comma
that’s a bad sentence
f-ck n-gg- quit with all that ad-libbing
all that small racquet that’s just badminton
boy you signed to a n-gg- signed to a n-gg-
how that happen, bad business
they know that the kid bout to bubble
they know that the boy from the mil bout to pop
still be critiquing like all my old shit
knowing my new shit still bout to drop
woah woah woah woah woah dere
i post in place you can’t go dere
i’m in the lab, putting days inn like the hotel
now i catch plays like i’m odell
what you talking n-gg- what ya say aye
had that 1-4 since the eight grade
never gave a d-mn f-ck what they say
all that pump faking get you fadeaway
now look what you started, look what you started
they didn’t wanna f-ck with the kid
now the boy go the hardest
i just been stacking up paper, i might need an audit
the way i put up for the crib, i might need a mortgage
all the whips is forgein might just get deported
baby i been working meeting in the office
know that i been saucing, catch it dripping of me
and i keep it dripping off me like the faucet
all my n-gg-s balling kyrie with the offense
thought i would fall off tell me why you thought it
seen that maserati saying that you bought it
but you n-gg-s wasn’t in it when i saw it
know that i been on it
trust me you don’t want it, want it
tell me what you mad for
man thats ok cause yo girl know that i’m the man though
girl don’t front you act like you don’t know who i am hoe
now pop that shit like you was doing for the gram hoe

[skit]
aye bro, you would drop me off on cap bro
i got you, bro
over there on 68th man
i caught one at midtown today bro
i gotta slide down on her, got too
yea bro
imma hit your line soon as im done bro
aight hit my line bro
we gonna get out here
yep

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