Kur - Beatbox Freestyle lyrics

It's in they face I can see that them guys
Is bitter cause they know
This time it's bigger
I send a text to a bitch "I wanna see
You tonight" she said she
Gotta find a sitter
She said she gone bring a hookah so grab us
A bottle I stopped at the Wine & Spirit's
Granny was talking I wasn't
Tryna hear it but now I would die to hear it
Tearing up thinking 'bout all the times we
Shared cause really the bond was there
Ain't know who lived there but
I used to walk to
They bushes and I hid my bomb in there
Told them don't push it cause
When that shit go to
That level don't care if ya mom in there
I'm on my level I'm swerving I'm tryna
Steer man I could've died out here
All of this shit that
I'm spitting is top-to-tier
We gone get them Glocks in here
Which means we ain't gone swing a box in
Here why would we come not prepared?
Nigga I'm fly, Down to the real Gucci socks
I wear so stop comparing
Nigga you high if you think you gone talk
Crazy to niggas and not get aired
Scripts and pipes but it
Ain't no doctors here
Can't wait 'til I drop this year
It's so many young niggas that
Had got dropped this year
Man it ain't gone stop this year
Coming from Philly and I hold my spot
That rare you niggas is not prepared
I think I really love going to Creme
And spending my money and shopping there
Niggas they turning the corner with beams and
Everybody running the block get weird
I was out shopping I found me some jeans but
Now I'm just looking for tops to wear
Bitches they stop and stare
Kufi just text me and said he outside so
I'm already knowing the wok is there
Why niggas talking like they
Be outside when we
All know niggas gone hide they scared
Come to this shit I'm a pioneer
(Yeah I'm sipping up)
Winter time I couldn't get me a water
It's the reason I'm buying this clear
(What?) fuck all that old shit
I'm tryna move forward
I really feel like this my year
(Naw I feel you)
I smile cause I see the thurlest nigga
Ever when I look in the mirror (Oh you do?)
She said it make her wetter when
We fuck in the mirror (Okay)
Just me and my man tryna get to
Some cheddar we wasn't a consigliere
(Yeah we flew)
I'm cut from a cloth that you niggas ain't
Wearing and here go the proof it's apparent
(I'm gone) niggas don't think 'bout the
Groundwork they just see
All of the likes and the cheering (Damn)
She gotta BF but she said she still
Wanna fly out to get the experience (Wow)
Fans they pulled up beside of the car
They yelling out something and staring
(Huh?) trackhawk Cherokee windows rolled
And the music too loud to hear 'em
Couldn't even hear 'em