Y22 FREESTYLE

Thrax, thrax
Lakhs on the floor
Facts not no fables,
Like my tax, get ignored
Packs, packs on the table
Got my back on the board
Trapped, I'm unstable
Take me back to the lord, ay

End it in my city
If they not my blood, then you know that they not with me
I might, I might watch you rust
Couple bucks, make it pretty
I can't give no fucks
Run it up like I was Vini
And I can't fuck with lames
I'll never change, I make advances
Shawty dancing, 02, she work the mind like Manson
Truth I only speak, I won't feel peace till I'm in mansions
I do as I please, I'm overseas, I got the answers

Plenty in my cup
Enemies I dust
Tellin' me I'm fucked
I can't ever be enough
That's the end of me, that stuff
Bitch, I call your bluffs
And I'll never be in cuffs, watch you sit around like ducks

*Indistinct muttering*

Bitch I feel like Hansel
I got plenty, careful
I do it with passion
Hate 'em all like fascist
Nobody can match it
Fuck a ratchet hoe
My mood so dramatic though
I stay with the maggots
I got habits and they have to go...

Thrax, thrax
Lakhs on the floor
Facts not no fables
Like my tax, get ignored
Packs, packs on the table
Got my back on the board
Trapped, I'm unstable
Take me back to the lord, ay