Tyga - Westwood freestyle lyrics

I got my last kings on Young Money All Day
Weezy home so we gonna do it like dis

LONDON!

Uh unreal to a close eye
Can’t feel but you heard that I’m close by

It’s more vivid the image embedded in my mind
I look around and really I see a fake smile
No time, when the tickets down
My rolex style don’t mean shit now
Its just another paycut my mind made up
Unnecessary lay-ups
You can still win and got
A rich and star player

Fuck a hater still remain-a-self made uuh
Live bigger, credit cards no limit's

I drop 20 on the luggage took 10 minutes
I don't shop online those are all gimmicks

Only make moves when your hearts in it
BIG said it so I entertain like sedgwick?

Standin on the trunk roof top unit city
Batman, spotlight, gotta say you bitchess

The jokes on you jack
Who the fuck you gonna call
When ya shit towed, by the repo

Can’t tell you girl so she the sin n folled
Now you getting played like casseo’s uuh

Casino’s, C notes and chips like frito’s
Got a free coat, flyin heat throat
Most niggas only know two wordds
Like gimme those haha still buy em tho

Currently ballin so I gotta let you know
Flash through the tint roll the window

Tilt the bread
I did let me see yo registration
I'mma keep it real kid not just hating

Ain't a oppurtunity I ain't take close chase
City national bank evolve into shape
Of a dollar then I duplicate
Don't believe? motherfucker let
Me demonstrate

I dreamed a motherfucker tried to
Kill me in my sleep
Wants the point to stay when niggas want beef
Diss me cuz they hungry made a
Meal that you counldnt eat

You fucking snakes in the rat
Race 2 face bitches
Thats why I don't fuck with
None of yall niqqas
Cuz soon they all felt what you felt wit em
Its like puttin ’87 in a
Bently nigga don't tempt me

Everything ain't everything

Uuh I look in the sky an dI could see my good
Side floatin away sellin his soul
For some cheap gold

Girls choosing us life on the tour bus given
It up cause quick fame make you bust-a-nut

Though I despise so black tint cover my eyes
Hoping if I had a daughter this
Topic would never be brought up

Fame-starters turn us all into starers
If one break away pray the
Others tag along cuuuzzz

Long johns cold world w-w-when ya lonely
But now you got popular with 2 homies

Friends can't call you cause they
Say you out the country
But this is what you wanted so
You gotta live in the moment

Watching every curve foot or
Roaches on the curb

All they do is hate
Thats my fucking word-word, all
They do is hate, all they do is hate
Thats my fucking word

Yea london uuh young money weezy’s home!