Jordy - HB Freestyle (Season 4)

Yo

I ain't even saying, "If you couldn't, then you shouldn't"

I'm just saying, "If I couldn't, then I wouldn't"

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Yo

I got day ones coming 'round with good energies

And some day ones acting finicky

Niggas know that they can't mirror me lyrically

And now they wan' question my validity

It's only me at the top like I'm Lil Reese

They can't mess with me

I ain't competing with these Shade Borough rappers

These fake thugga rappers

These can't make their own styles, they take other rappers

The quality control's fantastic

I'm in the studio, I'm doing gymnastics

I flip a beat and I flip it well

I got my haters like, "Flippin' hell"

I'm dyslexic, I skip an L

These days I walk around like a made man

There's other people walking 'round like they made man

You know how the saying goes

"Make another Geordie", let's see

Let him call TJay twice and get four million streams

Go 'head, please, I'm tryna see suttin'

I remember shorty telling me I'd be suttin'

That's back when I didn't have the fire

It's back when I took the "get rich or die trying" to the wire

Told my brother, "Stay calm, stay free"

He's always on arms like a BCG

We were ying-yang twins for real

Cah he was selling smack, but I was sold on a smack DVD

And these days

These days there's way too many problems to have girl problems

That's a L problem

I got bro can't park with the scale problems

I got family with health problems

That's why I always gotta keep the thing clear with a bitch

I love Lizzy, man, I keep it sincere with a bitch

It is what it is, but they make it what it isn't

I'm tryna cut through without isms

And schisms

And just cheff riddims

I got no qualms about burning bridges

I hold grudges, no one's forgiven

Man saw the growth and started acting like children

You was waiting for your handout, I got building

Probably why they talking 'bout me in them buildings

If I sign anything, I need the whole building

I was up in Kilburn

Just me, my cousin, and a space heater

Making heaters for the real ones

Tryna make heaters so

Mumzy ain't shaking or scratching up her

Head when she's looking at the bill ones

Man of the house from young and I'm still one

Calling out funny energies when I feel one

Tryna take jokers out the pack when I deal one

Tryna kill every single loop when I build one

It can be a rap, R&B, or drill one, mmm

I still grill one

I ain't competing with these corporate head rappers

These talk to fed rappers

These previewing songs, but they're really dead rappers

These get a small advance, but still in the red rappers

These get a Moncler, but can't cover rent rappers

See, I can always hear when shit's make believe

Just know everything I rap about made me me

If I'm lying, I'm dying, if I couldn't, then I wouldn't

And if you don't see me this winter, just know I'm cooking

Yeah, yeah

If I couldn't rap, I wouldn't rap, I don't know

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