D'Ussé Freestyle

Uh, I talk to mama, she keep saying she believe in me My lil shorty, she go ride, she never leaving me I had to cut them niggas off for trying to scheme on me I'm addicted to that money cause I fucking need it Don't go outside cause niggas dying in the fucking city Fake niggas on these tracks talking the life we live Ask them niggas what they need, I got smoke at the crib Ask my bro to front the work, I'll get it back quick Double charge for the zip, yeah, that's a quick flip A couple scams, I'm just trying to get a quick six Know niggas starving that just trying to get a quick meal So they serve fiends that just trying to get a quick fix I know niggas begging labels for a fucking deal So they post shit that'll get a couple quick clicks Got bands, niggas come and kill you for a couple bills So watch your mouth cause boy, you know you ain't go hit shit No, I ain't no fan, I got money on my wish list I see hundreds in my dreams, I'm trying to wake up and be rich rich I was 16 years old, a pair of Jordans and some counterfeits Was a youngin' lacking confidence, but never lacking common sense Sitting reminiscing bout the past, but ain't no time for this I'm thinking about how far I done came, and yeah, I'm proud of it I'm sick of asking family for favors, I know they tired of it I'm trying to put my team on my back just like I'm Donovan