Sway in the Morning - Sway's Universe Freestyle lyrics
[Sway in the Morning - Sway's Universe Freestyle lyrics]
The Butcher comin', nigga
The Butcher comin' big, Griselda
What Would Chine Gun Do? out now
You know my type, I'm a Fisher built
When I was 9, my momma sent me to the store
To get the kids some milk
The beat is clean, I had to live the filth
Your dog can get you killed
For you to stand this tall
I’ve got to get you stilts
(Oh my fucking goodness)
Look, you got plans on getting rich
Consider this
The ones who expect the most from
You ain’t give you shit i was the best cook
Stepped on work with my right then left foot
Before you even knew how a connect look
You know my pot game was textbook
Who sold more dope than us except Push?
The proof is how my neck look (Except Push)
I came home, like a new man
Like my den number
Bank card, as soon as she fucked
She wanted a pin number
Asking for cash the first week we met
And I got rid of her
This quarter brick of dope I'm
Blending up smell like vinegar
This shit was all a dream
I was waiting on the fiend
To come and test the dope
Just to tell me it was clean
Now when niggas see my face
I'm what inspiration mean
I'm in the hood telling niggas how
It feel to win a ring
Look, niggas ain't set the streets
On fire like I did
The way I'm rhyming lately remind
Them of Ready to Die, big
Pop a nigga, put that on my kids
Sometimes when you kill a nigga you love
You stand over and close his eyelids
I only rap what I live, don’t fuck with me
You’d rather commit suicide and dive
Off of a high bridge
Eating raw oysters and fried squid
Look, these is streets, you either
Gon’ catch a bullet, scar
Or 20 years in the prison yard
On a pull up bar
You know it’s a foreign when I pull up car
Like JAY-Z
I’m good on any Malcolm X boulevard
Nigga, we was in the trenches
We was pushing hard
Then I got in this rap shit and I took it far
Every tape a classic, it's full of bars
Scope on a stick, call me Brett Favre
I can throw a bullet far she asked how far
On the place when pulling off
Shady Roc nation
They want to know how I pulled it off
You tried to ride the wave
Now I'm watchin these pussy niggas starve
You need a 100K just to book the squad
The Butcher comin' big, Griselda
What Would Chine Gun Do? out now
You know my type, I'm a Fisher built
When I was 9, my momma sent me to the store
To get the kids some milk
The beat is clean, I had to live the filth
Your dog can get you killed
For you to stand this tall
I’ve got to get you stilts
(Oh my fucking goodness)
Look, you got plans on getting rich
Consider this
The ones who expect the most from
You ain’t give you shit i was the best cook
Stepped on work with my right then left foot
Before you even knew how a connect look
You know my pot game was textbook
Who sold more dope than us except Push?
The proof is how my neck look (Except Push)
I came home, like a new man
Like my den number
Bank card, as soon as she fucked
She wanted a pin number
Asking for cash the first week we met
And I got rid of her
This quarter brick of dope I'm
Blending up smell like vinegar
This shit was all a dream
I was waiting on the fiend
To come and test the dope
Just to tell me it was clean
Now when niggas see my face
I'm what inspiration mean
I'm in the hood telling niggas how
It feel to win a ring
Look, niggas ain't set the streets
On fire like I did
The way I'm rhyming lately remind
Them of Ready to Die, big
Pop a nigga, put that on my kids
Sometimes when you kill a nigga you love
You stand over and close his eyelids
I only rap what I live, don’t fuck with me
You’d rather commit suicide and dive
Off of a high bridge
Eating raw oysters and fried squid
Look, these is streets, you either
Gon’ catch a bullet, scar
Or 20 years in the prison yard
On a pull up bar
You know it’s a foreign when I pull up car
Like JAY-Z
I’m good on any Malcolm X boulevard
Nigga, we was in the trenches
We was pushing hard
Then I got in this rap shit and I took it far
Every tape a classic, it's full of bars
Scope on a stick, call me Brett Favre
I can throw a bullet far she asked how far
On the place when pulling off
Shady Roc nation
They want to know how I pulled it off
You tried to ride the wave
Now I'm watchin these pussy niggas starve
You need a 100K just to book the squad