NRF Freestyle

I been through the wars, mad pain, not mentioning stress

Take away my taps, I still got a lot on my chest

Crash, aiming for your hat, why you copping a vest?

I told ****, but he's shook to finesse

Nuff **** gon' fail if they get put to the test

My youngin talkin' 'bout an opp, he's tryna put him to bed

I'm always clean, but when it's time to step, I'm making a mess

They gave my **** half a decade for a pic and a text

Kurt gave me more weight so I can put it in pebs

He just wanna see me shine, it's all love and respect

He makes sure we've got guns that got lots of lead

And the funny thing is he ain't even from the ends

Word

Bitches think I'm weird cah we hit and don't chat again

My **** think I'm weird cah I don't want rapper friends

Me and Keegz used to play with the nine all night

Then come back the next day and babysit the mash again

I'm C-L-A-V

I ain't doing rap battles

Might send two disses

Nothing that I can't handle

Finesse food, switch SIM

To me that's no hassle

Last **** I saw

Gave him more drip then flannels

Promoters think they can tell me how much people I come with

If I can't bring my whole gang, then fuck your money

I'm in Dubai in the big Ben', fuck the Culli'

Susie only wants rice, she said "Fuck the curry"

You can say that I just rap, but minus that I've still done more than you

And that's no cap, I'm putting that on my dead ****, you should know that

Leave his top red, now he's twining with a Coke can

I'm lucky there was no cam', I'm so gang

I think I should 'llow it cah I'd ride for you

But would you ride for me? Now I doubt it

The love's still there, just don't wanna be around him

I don't do F, so my runners literally cost me a thousand

I'm married to the Queen's head, don't plan on having affairs

If I say I need teeth, I ain't chatting veneers

How you still on the twos? You been trapping for years

If M got paralyzed, he'll probably trap in a chair

Styling teachers is childish when I think of it

I saw mine driving 'round suttin equivalent to my pinky ring

I'm in the club, dimmers tryna bring it in

Locked eyes a couple times and that's how I know she's on mingling

I'm gonna miss ****

We were actually bros

Broke my heart when I found out it's a statement he wrote

**** ain't on banging out or trapping hard

Why the fuck you outside? You're better off staying at home

If my **** gets to jeet, that don't mean he ain't innocent

She fell out with her friend, they're both tryna get intimate

After my tape, I'ma go for my publishing

And you'll still see me on my block like some idiot

Pros and cons when the droppers start pissing in my sheets

Must be a magic trick how you fit it in them jeans

I don't give a toss, cutting through **** in a Porsche

With a cute one, but her back bigger than my dreams

I was up early morning, really licking all them fiends

Been shot at close range, I guess I'm here for a reason

The tee that I'm sporting, of course it's in season

I don't do dates, I hit girls without treating

I ain't got that many friends, driving coupes are not a problem

Crash in and out of jail, each time is not for shotting

Uptown, if Jammy's got his rambo knife when we're shopping

I just hope we don't see no oppers

In the hooptie five years

I just hope we don't see no coppers

Used to eat in restaurants with a rocket

Gang