Fuck what you think Freestyle Version
[The crew]
(Are Y´all readyyyy!)

Ohhh  we turnt!

[Verse 1: Unknown]
Yeah! hol..
Hold up for a minute yaow
Y´all some small street niggas!
Why you acting all grown like Jay-Z Nigga! (oh shit, we getting there)
Yeah, can't even enjoy a drink no more, you spitting like you big man, but no biggie man got one hit man and sit down

Sometimes i just don't understand this game now
No beef or nothing but still acting shady just to get some fame?
Ima get there, by myself, i don´t need no haters
I might smoke i might not (might not nigga!) but i can´t get manipulated like you bitch nigga! and the studio sess got
You´r bitch, grinding up on my bitch, while she sucking my dick! where ya at nigga?
Let us take it back a notch, back to memory lane
A quick ride´er up highhhh yo

I been through some shit
Y´all dont understand shit man
The psychologist couldn´t help a nigga fucking  think man
I was left alone, losin´hope, losin´home!
Family worried, chance was gone, my girl was gone
Everything was fucking wrong
Now im "cold and don´t care bout´you no´more"?
Everything was good, what the hell happened to us baby?
Its all good to be real sometimes
Talking shit so deep sometimes
But all i can think of is fuck the psychologist
That bitch made it all worse
Made me feel a lot worse nigga
Couldn´t even drop a  fucking verse nigga!
I think a need a second or ima blow up in a minute now
Yo the freestyle got a bit too intense now
Pheww
Yo yo yeah! yo
(ooo you killed it man, the mic on fire)