Uh, I had a quick little freestyle man
I wrote this shit in like 15 minutes
I said like this, look
I kept it real when I maybe shouldn't, kept it real when you couldn't
You niggas lame for real, slimed your dog out for a cat kill
Pussy got you niggas trippin, fuck with me I stand on business
Had to cut my right hand off, God know I was sinning
Niggas break morals, niggas been breaking codes with Dillon Brooks
Well that's what Steve say, so when I kill bro, I never look
I peep game, you peepin Toms, and I'm the Brady to you peons
And when I cook, I see red, it's like I been burning neon
And that's exactly what happen when lame niggas get clout
Think they untouchable, you get touched and punched in the mouth
Don't step to me with your fist down and unballed
I got niggas that throw sets that look like John Wall
Need Tariq, bad bitches all over the KCMO, take Luv slowly
You don't have to rush KC & Jo, my bros dope, and you ain't fucking with Van Gogh
I can sit back and direct, playing with strings like a banjo
Niggas always hated, but buddy, your hoe a fan though
They be all up in your business, the kid, hot as serrano
Don't usually smoke weed, right now I'm high as soprano
Bringing buckets back like LL, cool, just ordered some Kangol
Crafty when I word mine, Kobalt was a '09, inclined to be one of the greatest
Luv built an empire, and Rome wasn't built in a day, give me some time
I got the tools to take power, never Flex on the guys
They conjuring lies, shit gets scary, darkest of times
I live my life through these rap lines, I've been better than every nigga
That you ever ran track with, if you see me I lap shit
On the run with your Beyonce, she's showing me lap tricks
And I ain't never been a nigga to turn down some cho-cha
Stop playing with the kid, cause I am not one of those guys
You touch my mans and we both fire, more static than lo-fi, Luv