Big K.R.I.T. - Big K.R.I.T. Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #089 lyrics
[Big K.R.I.T. - Big K.R.I.T. Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #089 lyrics]
I woke up in a game
Where songs sounding the same
Flows sounding the same
I thought I knew who it was gladiator sport
Like all they want is the blood
Shootouts over the ‘Gram for likes
That’s all it was the fight was just to buzz
The album that’s coming up
The chains overlap
Like we ain’t blinging enough
The cars that we drove were
Only for videos and
The budget came back like
‘nigga what the fuck?’
Streams, does it really mean cream?
Platinum but still broke like what
The fuck does that mеan
Favorite artists breaking down
Foreclosurеs on the acres now
‘Cause every blog pick it up, when
I bust, out of lust
Fuck another rapper broad
Rap about it ‘cause it’s raw
Then she go talk ‘bout it aw
Win or lose or draw
She say she pregnant later
It’s crazy how they playing
I’m praying for the baby
Too many times I seen
Private lives mans publicize
Tryna peep the message wit’ emoji eyes
Why the money bands go to suit and ties
And sell that same shit back to you and I
We watching wit’ our popcorn and drink
And talk about it all at
The job we probably hate
Wishing that we was the one
Wit’ the cars and the girls and the guns
Don’t we make that shit look fun?
Thinking back on all the shit that I did
Just a kid from the ‘Sip
Yeah I come from the sticks
Where Stones is rolling like
‘is you holding base?’
The highs and lows where tweaking on
808s might blow yo’ face off
Nicholas Cage wit’ it
Joy and pain, Frankie and Maze wit’ it
Shout out them dope boys that told
Me I was better off rapping
Not with the trapping, if the ship sail
Kidnap the captain
And force him to listen to the
Wave of a nigga that’s snapping
I swear my need to shine
Gave my mama contractions
Out comes KRIT and the outcome’s this
The way I turn fire in
The flow I’m a alchemist
The way I whip up the sauce
You can’t doubt my wrist
My Rollie told me ain’t been a time like this
Not even when the dinosaurs
Was roaming the earth
A caveman wit’ mine, bitch I got to be first
Keep what I kill
Take care of the village I build
Multi alumni niggas know where I live
Branded, high and demanded
It’s all home runs from here
Like they throwing underhanded
Shit, y’all know I don’t like freestyling
But it’s a long way from Def Jam linen closet
This a chess move wit’ checkers on the board
This that one time you realize all
The shit you could afford
Like those gold BB, S’s, diamond necklace
Wood grain, foreign in rain, driving reckless
Louis lenses
Bound to change your perspective
Dark skinneded, God body, Black excellence
Black queens
Wit’ those cakes that’s too decadent
I had to come back twice
I told God I love my life
And that this will suffice
Before I saw a flick from Spike
I was doing it right, krizzle
Where songs sounding the same
Flows sounding the same
I thought I knew who it was gladiator sport
Like all they want is the blood
Shootouts over the ‘Gram for likes
That’s all it was the fight was just to buzz
The album that’s coming up
The chains overlap
Like we ain’t blinging enough
The cars that we drove were
Only for videos and
The budget came back like
‘nigga what the fuck?’
Streams, does it really mean cream?
Platinum but still broke like what
The fuck does that mеan
Favorite artists breaking down
Foreclosurеs on the acres now
‘Cause every blog pick it up, when
I bust, out of lust
Fuck another rapper broad
Rap about it ‘cause it’s raw
Then she go talk ‘bout it aw
Win or lose or draw
She say she pregnant later
It’s crazy how they playing
I’m praying for the baby
Too many times I seen
Private lives mans publicize
Tryna peep the message wit’ emoji eyes
Why the money bands go to suit and ties
And sell that same shit back to you and I
We watching wit’ our popcorn and drink
And talk about it all at
The job we probably hate
Wishing that we was the one
Wit’ the cars and the girls and the guns
Don’t we make that shit look fun?
Thinking back on all the shit that I did
Just a kid from the ‘Sip
Yeah I come from the sticks
Where Stones is rolling like
‘is you holding base?’
The highs and lows where tweaking on
808s might blow yo’ face off
Nicholas Cage wit’ it
Joy and pain, Frankie and Maze wit’ it
Shout out them dope boys that told
Me I was better off rapping
Not with the trapping, if the ship sail
Kidnap the captain
And force him to listen to the
Wave of a nigga that’s snapping
I swear my need to shine
Gave my mama contractions
Out comes KRIT and the outcome’s this
The way I turn fire in
The flow I’m a alchemist
The way I whip up the sauce
You can’t doubt my wrist
My Rollie told me ain’t been a time like this
Not even when the dinosaurs
Was roaming the earth
A caveman wit’ mine, bitch I got to be first
Keep what I kill
Take care of the village I build
Multi alumni niggas know where I live
Branded, high and demanded
It’s all home runs from here
Like they throwing underhanded
Shit, y’all know I don’t like freestyling
But it’s a long way from Def Jam linen closet
This a chess move wit’ checkers on the board
This that one time you realize all
The shit you could afford
Like those gold BB, S’s, diamond necklace
Wood grain, foreign in rain, driving reckless
Louis lenses
Bound to change your perspective
Dark skinneded, God body, Black excellence
Black queens
Wit’ those cakes that’s too decadent
I had to come back twice
I told God I love my life
And that this will suffice
Before I saw a flick from Spike
I was doing it right, krizzle