Who i am? Freestyle

Ric made that I rap like, I'm Shady Makin' money, but hold on, I'm not Shady Yes, I'm slim, I slip, but I don't rap usually I grab my gun, and let the choppa Talk chinese, woah How yall' haters, can even talk with me With me You can't even rhyme, with ur rap Worth of two perkys Mine is worth, for eternity money, money Ballin like brodie, stackin, stackin, money Cheese rotten, it's blue cheese Cheese rotten, you're flow is so pitty So, so, so pitty (Cash, cash, cash) They tellin' me, I'm goated I don't want this title now I'm just 21, I rap it down In the cold, I was lost, in the cold In the cold, I'm lost, freestylin Of the perky rounds Back in the day, we were playing ball until The sun was down, now I'm singin While the sun is down, I crack a frown Drown with demons, on the phone Everyone, want my dial tone, f*ck Your dial tone, f*ck all your statements Yeah, I'm making millions, of the percocets Of the ritalin, I'm focus Got to stay focus, mama told me I'm a star, baby told me, I'm a star Making money like, Hocus Pocus Make it dissapear, might get far Might won't get far, won't get far With a guitar, a guitar Jumpin' to the stars, with the stars Money I make it, appear, like take a trip Stepback three, like, I'm James Harden Harden, ballin' like, Jordan, Jordan Percocets, treason, treason Yeah, I'm the greatest, greatest Maybe not, but I'm doing my thing From the bottom, got them thang Huh, huh, huh, ay, oh-oh, choppa Huh, huh, he saw a mistletoe Want to give yall a kiss To give yall a kiss Bring him down, put him down Choppa rounds, 50 rounds, in the mag You gon' drown