End Game Freestyle

Ooh, this beat so Player Crack, need a dose of me she play me every time she grab the jack Too close to me, ain't tryna match this ain't no dating app Okay said it's on sight when you see me I just laugh I pull up for combat, he keep his arms still like Jax And when we spin, we put em on they toes Michael jack Son, no stand up I throw a punch like Michael black Son, she be a trick, she's in the grave Michael mad Sen, peep what I'm saying I keep my cool just like that Facts, I'm a G but u won't see me wit no nat My patna keep a sig like he bust one out the pack They know something's up They like aye he bout to snap They say hip hop ain't the same, hold my phone, lemme rap She open up like turn stiles Ransack ya crib then burn it down In ya face like dermal Keep possession like first down Gun on the waist I keep a check Anna Maye On the trunk of the Benz With your bitch getting laid Talk wit yo chest you got something to say awww You are now entering BOOMsWORLD So much paper get my bitch to proofread it Throwing up cash that's true Bulimic As you can see it's B.O.O.M. in the third person flow Playing the narrator role just for understanding Came up with niggas you wouldn't approve of just hooligans Can't say the money changed me I was OK with being a nuisance Well invested like Goldman Sachs Hell of power like the Tesseract Kinda fly like a wombat Brutality Mortal Kombat Brand new draco ready to crash like Bandicoot I had to do it I gotta question Should I let the song cry Curiosity killed the cat, how da dog die My sound of the old days was gas money for road rage And the fuel that got me here Were scars from my past years Still missing all the times that my brother Skkip was here He told me we would be on before you know it So I just keep on writing for the closure You know Long live Skkip