IDK - HELLO FREESTYLE PT. 4 lyrics

250 miles from Houston
With my tour almost done now
A couple shows so-so, a couple shows sold out
But, I could never give up on this path
And take the ho' route
The reason why before I took my deal
I had to hold out creative control
(Da damn Peggy, what?)
Look at my paperwork and you would
Probably say it was goals
Could never walk inside your shoes
Because you traded your soul, oh ho
You niggas switched sides like
You traded your goals (Ayy, ayy)
You niggas half time all the time
My hundreds is old this shit is an ode
My shit is Italia Vogue or Vogue Italia
However pronouncin' it goes
But either way I'ma profit with clothes
Because my merch sell like Android
I use iMessage, but when I send
It I see green like Piccolo
That's a fact boy don't you get smacked boy
I'm from a country where
Countin' your dough could
Have you countin' sheep permanently
Like they infinity so please, don't act boy
I know niggas that be like
"Let me hold that, let me hold that
Let me get that"
And make that shit look like
A hundred racks boy all for they Instagram
That's how they get their Instafans
That means they fans until the instant
We see their career go down
Brr, what happened to that boy like brr
I could get cold and be still that boy
Like a baby gettin' abducted
I might steal that boy
Fuck it, niggas touchin' my money
I might kill that boy
I made a mil' myself and I'm still myself
I made another mil' and I'm still myself
And this for all the niggas
Tryna steal my wealth we went to the label
Then I got the deal myself
Niggas was managin' but gettin'
Money for nothin'
Niggas livin' up on the 'Gram with no money
But bluffin' meanwhile I got my money
But fightin' temptation like Ruffin
Watchin' my chicken start to thicken like I
Filled it with stuffin', for real, huh
My new target is a woman's mind
And thinkin' 'bout what she be
Thinkin' instead of that behind
You can learn a lot about
The world from a woman
But we too busy tryna promise
The world to our women
When all we got is our bedrooms
I hope this gives your mind a
Little headroom to figure it out
I hope you dodge the ones that's
Asking what the figures about
And dodge the thirsty ones that dip
Soon as they feelin' the drought
But, I'm a man
So my thoughts are teeter-tottering
With Tia's titties
Meanwhile she just walk around showin'
'em tryna prove a point
Like bitch, who are you kidding?
You think it's gonna change reality
But is it really?
Now that for that to happen
The pornstars gon' have to stop the actin'
And use the titties to make
These niggas cop the napkins
But that's like sayin' I
Gotta stop the rappin'
'Cause from rappin' I made a mil' myself
And I'm still myself
I made another mil' and I'm still myself
I got the dough to cop a Richard Mille myself
But, I'd rather cop me a house
To go and build myself
Then bill myself, 'cause I own my own shit
My family be askin' for bread
But I never loan shit
I have no opponents, I'm havin' a moment
The reason why I'm always up
At six in the mornin'
'Cause, I can never sleep, like
"Give me another beat" i'm just a PG nigga
That fuck around with DC niggas

Mm, there's no more beat?