Toxic Freestyle

Hey

We live, we live

Ah. Yo

Toxic, locked in from London to Toxie

Cash in the bank, no cash in the boxes

Bust in the door, don't talk to the locksmith

Cah it’s not his, it's mine

Aye yo, slow down brother, take time

I get CBD, they get prime In my prime

Got two hands on a waistline close wine

I never lived off a coat sign In my gold mine

Cold world for a cold mine

Late night thinkin' of the old friends

You never know their words, but you know mine

I only write when I get paid, I'm made

Seen so many new names, they fade

If you see when I touch mic, that's rage

Hit the stage, see the eyes light up, that's fame

Icon, walked in a room like, wait, that's my song

Electric on a mic like pylon

With the oldest, I'm the number they dial on

All the stories that they dine on, that's me

Wage that they make them roll, that's fee

Nobody likes HMRC taxing a man, them banks too tax-free

Hungry, eating, come from that place where that bass line beating

One, two bars and yeah I thought that's decent

Six foot three and yeah man I still reach it

Your reason, I'm the reason

That I won four O's, I'm beatin’

That we never been broke for a season

Ten leagues deep, don't know what I'm deep in

Back in the day, get petty, get even

Blood runs hot but I must stay freezing

Please don't tempt me, impulse creeping

Nobody asked you, why you speaking

Out for the evening

If she gone with me then she gone for the weekend

I like it when they're catching a feelings

But Monday morning there's businessmen meetings

Different caliber heartbreak for a amateur

Lengthy stamina. I'm caviar steel Kevlar

Heat like Panama Not like Osco, Canada, duck off

Must stay clean, wipe the muck off

Jump on the rhythm, get rock off

When I see the horse I was up off

Come up floors, never get cut off

Hype like burning your nut off, fuck off

Why do—, why do—, why do you do this to me?

I'm tryna—, tryna act like I don't care

You never let me close, I'm not your callin'

Why do you do this to me?

Why do you do this?

I won't pass the baton, throw the ballon

Walk in the room and you know what I'm on

Don't know when I'm wrong, better know my voice by the end of the song

Get them done, say get spun, nobody's son

How many times can I say I'm the one?

One more time for the fun, one more line for the fun

It was old school, we care?

Cause I grew round sick heads and bare dick heads

This is big man talk fam, just go to bed

I can't, I got insomnia

For you it's like I'm on to ya

They might say that I've gone too far

I can't go too far, I'm a conqueror

Nah, I'm a conqueror

And I point and cure like I'm Rondrigo

Why do—, why do—, why do you do this to me?

I'm tryna—, tryna act like I don't care

You never let me close, I'm not your callin'

Why do you do this to me?

Why do you do this?