Lebron James (Freestyle)

It's G! These mother hens is just an obstacle Going ham in the booth after I pop a few I love college, ain't got shit on this Spit post-secondary bars, twerk your hips Ugh Bout to give it out Future philanthropist, tats on her back thigh, rib cage and a wrist Spitting game like a player turned panelist Mack G, her love don't cost a thing, Nick Cannon shit Watch the Queen bust a nut, money keep coming Yeah, we gunning for the billboards, keep running I'm the nigga everybody holds back Then I break free and punch him in the face, good old Mack Every single jersey that I wear's a throwback Bitches stop to look at me, nigga roadmap Now I'm coming with the heat, call it 3Peat Bout to send these niggas home, E.T Pull up with a lot of dough, something like a pot of gold Leave the club with a white girl, that's ironical I be saying controversial shit like Obama do Someone turn that ruckus down, shit you say is comical Nigga got Dakota Fanning all up in the pocket Quick exchange, all business, no frolic See it, then I copped it, moved up out the projects Back when I was five mama graduated options! Changing clothes at the last second, feeling antsy Pull it off the hanger, I call that shit Plan B Fresh to death till my body underground danking And when I die, bury me on money planking Get that inspiration from Jay and Kanye You can get burned like a fucking CD-ROM made Spitting all the fire, the bitches be like go on blaze! I got that heat and this a self layup, LeBron James