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aye
don't call this shit a freestyle
shit
I'm getting ahead of myself
yeah
don't get ahead of myself
get ahead of myself
keep my head on my shoulders
don't start to wallow like that
hit the bottle like that
I'll be fine when it's over
but still I got a lot on my plate
caught in the pain
God, is it worth the exposure?
cuz I been feeling kinda gross and confused
at the don'ts and the dos
deal with that when I'm sober
yuh
don't call this shit a freestyle
this man is coming out to feast now
barely can he babble on a motherfuckin' beat now
be proud
or you about to see a beat down
got em shakin' at the knees now
turn the heat down
wait, what was that now?
thought I heard a little smack talk in the background
sit your ass back down
that clown prolly thinks he got a leg or two on me
like he could tutor me
I'll beat his ass like there's a few of me
if you're not into dope shit you should stop now
But just know you're missing all the insight that I got now
all my fears are thriving when I'm quiet so I got loud
rap is all I got now
wait
don't call this shit a freestyle
don't have it coming off the cuff,
this diamond in the rough didn't sleep enough
anyway, meanwhile
I'm feeling great to fuck it up
my sentiments are genuine
why can't that be enough?
I don't get it, prolly got a mind that runs a mile a minute
all these fucking worries bout to pile up in it,
stressing is a silent killer
now I'm worried about worrying about shit,
worries can be loud as shit
wait
don't call this shit a freestyle
I just wanna see you grinning like an ear to ear
showing off the gums of your teeth smile