We the South (Freestyle)

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We here and we comin' for that

I'm alive very well my nigga

I'm happy for that

My credentials residentials

Man I'm so happy for that

But it's a lotta hatin goin on

Under breath they be monotone

Yeah I picked up on that

I picked up on it

They don't wanna see you at the top

They can't really can't wait for you to stop

They wanna be where you at

You know where I beat man

I be chillin at the 4 seasons

Probably some where in the Parisians

Sippin on something to relax

I do be relaxin

I don't need no features

I don't need no heavy promotion

The streets got me on lock

They done put ya boy in motion

This is lyrical exercise like Hov said

I spit flames

Now all my ops is dead

They dead

They be throwing off heavy shots

They really be doin that shit a lot

But I be workin it off the clock

That's how I be keepin this shit on lock

They don't be knowin that we the south

They underestimate all the clout

My nigga we can't be stopped

No sir

I'm only gone tell you this one time

You gonna respect my whole bloodline

Got real hittas doin real time

Got hot spittas spittin hot lines

He ain't lyin

That man ain't lyin

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We here and we comin for that

Let's get back to it

That's the only way that I pursue it

It's only one way to do it

That's the right way

Give a damn what he say

Give a damn what she say

Give a damn what they say

Let em hate let em naysay

Let em sleep let em parlay

Imma bring to em all day

Smoke Big Bob Marlay

Cook good Bobby Flay

Bad bitch like Kay Slay

Drama King you gone lay

Kiss the ring I'm royaltay bitch

We the southern kings

We ain't worryin bout a damn thing

We stand tall like Yao Ming

We keep flyin we got wings

We shottas we got tings

We hotta than crack pipes on dope fiends

Damn

My cups be double stacked up

Pockets full they be racked up

Pop the trunk on ya one time

You don't wanna act up

Cocked that shit one time

Made that boy back up

Had to call up my slimes

Gone pick my slack up

Sneak dissin in yo rhymes

That'll getcha ass smacked up

And if you come for mine

You gone get click clacked up

That's a fact that I can back up

Had to pull the AK out

Cause I had to put the Mac up

Now back up now back Up

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We the south

We here and we comin for that

Yeah we comin for that

You lil bitch We gone