Last Dayz Freestyle

(Four Quarters) (Listen to the melody) (Four Quarters) Yea It's first degree on anything with a snare, not playing fair I was born for this game, man I was prepared Growing up, all a nigga knew was the music In school composition books is what I was abusing I was just a young nigga tryna get my bars out Born in ninety five, grew up on that Reasonable Doubt I jumped off the porch early, at my grandma house I grew up on the southside when it won't safe to come around That was the era ssg had a movement I won't on that street shit but I was just influenced Doing wild shit that I shouldn't have been doing Niggas tried to jump me in, I just kept it moving Any nigga going toe to toe gotta face defeat I keep my head up nigga, I never face the feet I do this for the fuckin streets Murdering every fuckin beat J o c, easily the nicest that you ever seen But y'all probably won't recognize that I'm one of that top guys Y'all compete for top five, man I'm the top guy Y'all be telling top lies Talking bout them guns you ain't never shot Pills that you never popped Drugs that you never sold Man I do this shit for my fuckin soul That's why every story hits home You can ask Supa K Nigga I come to the studio and let off bars for days Nigga I got debt to pay That's why beats is getting slayed I can do this everyday Remember feeling underrated in them Lakeland hallways I knew I was the nicest then, main goal was to win Y'all niggas had a short run, y'all Jeremy Lin I'm tryna be better than my father And if I do that, I know I can go farther Damn I guess my father figured That my mom should be the father figure So my mom been tryna stack her figures I feel like lotto with the wifebeater from eight mile But I'm a good guy like Tom Hanks in green mile Got plenty young niggas that f*ck with me reluctantly I'm killing beats I'm only five nine but they look up to me Yea yea (Yea yea) You already know I had to talk my shit man I always wait til the end to crank all the way up It's Moody Look These rap niggas be lacking the proper tools They get a dope beat but they ain't dropping no jewels It's like going to a restaurant that ran out of food That idea sound good but your stomach ain't full So ima just do what I do, welcome to Hell's Kitchen Orange juice, mix the gin with it So if you tryna throw shots behind the bar then be clear with it Lightskin but I rap like a field nigga They say we living in our last days So I live everyday like my life bout to fade I'm tryna take trips you can have the new Jay's I set my own trends I ain't tryna ride waves The seven five left my city starving We get overlooked but ima put us on regardless They try to call us country but me I find it funny Know some niggas in the city getting real trap money Just keeping it a hunnid, no scam involved You can see the real scammers once you pull they card Niggas tryna live lies cause they thinking they hard But is losing your life really worth it being a fraud Real ones win in silence, tryna avoid violence But if you want smoke f*ck it ima send sirens Ain't gotta show my teeth just to prove that I'm a lion Act like an animal you part of the zoo Watch the system chew you up you just government food Recycle government cheese, live by government rules Ain't nobody speaking on the shit the government do I'm headed overseas guess it's time to part ways Ima end this with a f*ck you but have a nice day You already know how we coming man this four Quarters man (Four Quarters) It's Moody Joc whatup Shoutout my city one time you already know how we rocking Yea yea (Four Quarters) (Four Quarters) (Four Quarters) (Listen to the melody)