Cought Freestyle

Ayy

Brand new crib I love to wake up

Top that same time it's my break up

That girl dread is like Jamaican

Window blacker than 2-3 A.M

My whip wearing that shit like make up

I touch up my rim like lay up

My deal couldn't come with no pay cuts

Still move independent, no pendant

My pen did everything I hold

My only intention is attention or tension in the air like smoke

That girl keep loving me too much, I only love back whenever they don't

Ride me so quickly my dick feel like some getaway car she stole

I got a repertoire of flows and I still set the bar with those

Tellin' my chick I really don't trick but I got deck of card of hoes

My patience's thin, I'm Kendall

Temper short, I'm Kevin Hart below

I still live life like I'm broke and bitch I'm very far from broken

Now I'm in whole new bracket

Now I got a whole new tactic

I used to record in the closet, in between all them jackets

Ma' told me that I wouldn't be average

Proved her right, I became established

They want me to be way more active

But my life can't fit in no caption

I'll be in the UK, grow my traction

Get my money, fly home and stack it

Queen Elizabeth, top of Franklin

My pockets look pornographic

I don't got girlfriend, no more attachment

Ovary lead into overreaction

Kill the pussy, leave an open casket

Just so the broke can have it

I'mma get the homies active, no distraction

Bitch got moves like Jackson, lips like Toni Braxton

Ain't a fascist but my whip is German, think I drove the fastest

Tires passing, I control her vision plus I buy her lashes

Lashing out I buy her bag

In this life I imagined, this that shit you barely on

Know this shit a marathon

Money first, I put a bag above us all like it's a carry-on

If she barely even my type, dawg I don't really care at all

I just conditioned her so well she'll think this shit a hair salon

Just met, she let me hit it off the bat, I think she think I'm bare-bones

I like that shit but I can't trust you

Watch this trick, I'm there and gone

Disappear, these rappers probably diss me 'cause I won't let them share a song

Ay fuck engaging in the war, little bitch let's get the marriage on (Let's go)

I can only do the freestyle shit when the time getting freed up

Turn the Baby Keem up

I'mma get the pussy when I get the meet up

I'mma get the wifey when I get the prenup

I'mma get the money when I get to re-up

Savin' till I buy myself enough freedom

When I get to ease up I'mma calm down, never get my seat up

And my brand new girl don't even got a IG so I just employed her

My old girl tried too hard to go viral, I gotta avoid her

I just got me a deal, still spitting like I can't afford a lawyer

But I got three in my fucking corner

I could give you up-comers a couple pointers, I'mma...

Fuck!