Juiced Freestyle

I don't wanna get it too live shit I been hanging wit the boo, 5' 6" I been looking at the true ties n em loose ties in that truth I spit Everything you wanna do I did If you got that chew, I dip Get ahead n now my crew thriving n too dominant who wanna get juiced over my jukebox? Leave a brother hanging from the rooftop Nothing on your lady but the tube socks Leave the pussy leaking from the boom box n that juice box become loose box Give her back, when she shoe shop Eat it up n make another food stop Half of the people hate me and half of the people probably want me inside of 'em like a flu shot Bad women, bad beginnings Hot midsection No feelings, and a sad finish with a happy ending like, uh But see the rap game is like trash picking Most of this shit is garbage now, gotta dig hard to find magnificence uh Still in economy never ride slow Thinking I'mma probably get to first class, and then end up looking back, wishing I was broke Like "fuck", but what else to do Help is too hard to find, I tried hard to save the World, and I ended up feeling selfish too, shit I been seeing color, speaking color, speaking bands I can dream in color, dream of commas, dream of bands (Oh) I been seeing color, speaking color, speaking bands I been seeing bands, I been seeing bands (Oh) I been seeing color, speaking color, speaking bands I can dream in color, dream of commas, dream of bands (Oh) I been seeing color, speaking color, speaking bands I been seeing bands, I been seeing bands Cheetah print on my bitch Tell your kids not to listen Won't clean but I glisten You might have to stop All that old fat lady Bitching Smoking all of your mids and You don't take care of your kids and Wait Now I'm dripping I don't care if you listen Just make sure when you see me Keep it pure like it's Fiji Cause you don't know where I might be And you don't know what you might see Lost way too many bitches I ain't worried about True love with my bank account You just might not make it out Behind the back how I fake 'em out You get bitches you take 'em out We the mafia we wear 'em out Gears grinding, we air 'em out Ew, dude! "Gears grinding we air them out?!? Are you serious? You actually thought that sounded good?" "Man... Fuck it. At least I gave y'all what you wanted" And became what I wanted Soul so cold, but the flame be the hottest "Oh no no", what they say when I'm on it I don't know your name, I just came, for the commas And the dash, and the space, but I aim for the comets Bang with a sonnet Hey girl, I'm sorry that you're cute, but you really ain't the flavor I wanted Hate to break it to you baby girl, but if we vibing in the club and you don't shake it We ain't made for each other Mini James finna Harden And I see your bitch name in the comments And when I give your pussy ass a check Just understand it ain't a banker deposit I see the passion n the pain in the project And the fact that I'm insane when I'm on it I want to get this shit going from Maine to Bahamas And then sleep the whole way there with a mattress in a plane with a sauna I could drive this game into the ground without an engineer Whip the kicks the feet the wheels the motor mouth the engine ears I don't want to hear about your SoundCloud When the drunkest fucking hype man at my show is more talented than your engineer The end is near Dropped out of college n now I'm on top of the freshman class Guess I'm a Nazi with grammar because I'm correcting these sinners with techs and mags Yes, you're F.A.T Fuck it, you're Fugly And Trash Got no respect for that You're like a bodybuilder with obesity got up on stage And then flex the flab, it's gross (It's gross!) Give me the loot and I'll dash We in that Jag and it's fast Pass me the cash Jagged edge of my past But we past that Only show love if the ass fat It ain't real love I can't mask that Now I got money in NASDAQ That bitch looking fragile, a glass back Tell me that that ain't a flashback She take it well and she snap back I like these girls with an attitude Tell you what's real they won't flatter you I ain't playin' with you, I ain't playin' with you Where'd he take you to dinner I told you, to the Chinese place, nigga You eat ten Whoppers and shit? No! First beginning he took me to Chinese He took yo ass to all you can eat buffet, didn't he? No he did not!