Case - Failure Freestyle lyrics

We don't walk on the pavement
We don't pay rents ain't got no money
Still killing you from my basement
Uh, swag outfit with a sweater
She say she good and bad but
I still out sweat her
I'll rest when I'm dead, I
Know you hatin' out, stayin' out
But once I blow up don't
Come askin' for bread
We do it like you never wanted
Next thing to blow up is
The youth of an author
When that shit drops you'll sip
Drops of Raw Milk penny pinches of the money
Gettin' drought still
Yeah, this shit is devastating
Everybody quiet when the pen is statin'
Rappers back the fuck out
Man y'all credit's fadin'
I used to be the Procs like fat insaturating
Uh, I'm on a higher pedestal
Get you for teek like Addrenal, some Afanal
So, who do I copy now? Drake or Lupe?
Whatever, nobody puts true faith
In what you say uh, I'ma go in one more time
You want more rhymes where the sun don't rise
I know, you expect a whole theme while you
Get false streams like me one more guy