YND Freestyle

(Woe!) (Yea) (Woe) I guess when life gives you lemons Make Arnold Palmer I mixed the good bars With a topic And made a monster Kick the doors in Divide through groups And conquer 'Cuz everybody wanna B King Until they heart hurt Well think twice before you super-size Rolling with the misfits Like really, what's a suit and tie? Still talking business But this type is do or die New but wise Strict at your neck Till I'm who you despise But you gone respect me At the end of the day Was born an MC Putting pencil to page Perform for empty Or sold out arenas Enormous energy To blow out ya speakers I get it back like a re-up Flip it back like I'm Lita I go off like a beeper And wrap it up like tortillas Colder than Ritas Come walk in my sneakers Stomp the yard and then flip it I'm off the wall like Adidas I was fighting demons But the tale of tape was uneven Life's a game of reasons And I'm going out like I'm Regis SoundCloud leaches Leaving they links inside my DM Crazy I used to be them And now they want my secrets Now creep with me As I blues skiddoo Up in the mix From beat to beat A suppressor on the piece It goes down peacefully And I'm repping YND Until I DIE So what's beef to beats Let that fourth bar marinate I'm chilling with my woes In the booth To you its truth To me its old And smoothed I spit my rough drafts Got my fans going wild I got fans And its wild God Damn Excuse my language But the people clap they hands to me now Ain't the life that I chose But its the only thing that I know (Yea Woe) Only thing that I know (Uh) You know wassup with my bro Gang shit YND shit You already know I'm Dragging Straight Up