Bad Bad Bad Freestyle

Been going out more But it led to seclusion Trusting these niggas Like f*ck is you proving Trusting these women Like f*ck is you stupid What I go through I just put in the music Tried to talk more But they sit and compare She bad I’m nervous I look and I stare Look at ol boy Like he act like he care Put in her stomach She feel that it's there Try to express my feelings As of late Feel it's so hard Couple bad ships With a bad bitch Got me cautious Like I move report cards Tried to just sing But it's all about effort Did tracks with niggas Like f*ck It's you tellin Gotta move right Cause they know you My nigga Gotta move right Cause they know you My nigga Long drives Turn to long nights Almost fell asleep on the dashboard I swerve the wheel As I'm waking up Should a been a dummy Ain't a crash course Damn It knock me back Now I stay moving Like in overdrive I'll let you know When this tape drop But until that day You gone wonder why I gotta get it Don’t care Bout nobody Seen in the way Waking up I feel I’m tired But I’m blessed I’m gone pray See they worried See they watching Feel they energy change I ain’t fucking with no social Unless the fake shit gone change I got tired Wipe my eyes Said Then you be free Said they real Felt the lies Kept on playing Wit' me I kept trying Kept saving Had to learn it was me But its all bout moderation Let me roll me a piece But Honestly Lately been feeling like its stopping me Probably One in a million like lotteries Possibly Using the flow but it's stopping me But I know they won't get it Time after tt And I know they won't get But its try after try Even though they won't listen But I say it's my bad Wrong bag Think I found the right Think I'm 'bout ta cash out