The New 50 (Freestyle)

This that Bulletproof shit, I like this, man Yeah, make me feel like 50 for a lil bit, y'knowimean Who want problems, we can do it! B L A Man I'm simply the greatest, you niggas ain't real if you don't play this You still in the field, I'm tryna grab my acres And reparations, no hesitation, call me Blazey the don I'm Tron, gold charm hanging off of my arm F*ck labor, I just bought me a baby, with straight paper Wrote a check to the mother before it even came, they Saying I'm the new 50, just missing the bullet wound in the smile You niggas know how I wild, I gets down It's the brownest, eye brow raising I'm like Dwyane - Wade - my way on my lonesome, we ain't the same Quit playing these games, I got the cheats embedded into my brain What if the streets wouldn't let me be famous Imagine that - YOU overcoming my style? well how is that? F*ck a battle rap, sixteen swings from the battle axe Hit em with the Gallick Gun, I'll never tattle Never rattle with a snakes tongue, I'm A1 since day 1 These niggas boo boo, fufu, turn you into voodoo Catch you with the hammer knock your motherfucking screws loose Break fast, like Eggo & strudels Quick to put the Tec to your noodle and wet you with the rest of your suit What's success if you neglecting your roots I won't stop until I prove that I'm the best, pay off my debts & recoup I'll run the world without having to step off my stoop Don't sing that you a thug, motherfucker just shoot! It's the kid My niggas war defined - a sore sight for some whorey eyes Firearms & combat, don't wanna glorify But if my name on the line then I am sure to ride So next time my name in your rhyme better make sure it's kind Or I'll remind you, it ain't harder to find you, drop your guard & recline That's when I'm in, turn dicks into hymens If that's your man spot em, I hit his mouth up with twelve I'll have him looking like Welven when I shot him, GOTTEM Drip dropping in the phonics, mix Ciroc, some vodka, plus gin + tonic I'm speeding now like Sonic I just pulled up to Sonic, I'm bouta f*ck a nigga life up Empty out the blick and you tryna pull a mic up Niggas claiming vamp, I see why, they just bite us Losing on the sticks, now they tryna blame the lag Niggas got me outta character & right into my bag If body a nigga I ain't gon brag That's my word, BLA Nigga ride till I die this song I sing You ain't ready for the war I bring You ain't finna do a goddamn thing, yeah B L A Nah, I'm having fun, I'm having the time of my life doing this shit You bum ass niggas, you STILL bum ass niggas, you can't f*ck with me I gotta get in my bag, You know what time it is, f*ck you niggas Suck my dick, All you niggas that's All you niggas that's watching silently All of you niggas that's just looking at the shit laughing Suck my fucking dick, you niggas know what time it is You niggas is never on shit when I'm around Ay F*ck you, y'know I don't talk much and there's a REASON for that, nigga It's a reason, I watch everything, I KNOW what time it is And YOU motherfuckers know what time it is! Pull ya shit up, it's all good, you niggas got guns? WE ALL GOT GUNS, we all got fucking guns Just let me know what time it is We can do this shit whenever, however you wanna do it We could rap, you wanna rap?! You wanna fight? We can do what-however the f*ck you want, man B L A I'm-I'm I'm ranting now like come on man, you got me ranting now