XV - Freestyle 1.18.2011 lyrics
[XV - Freestyle 1.18.2011 lyrics]
That's tennis, do you get it? Better practice
While y'all niggas sleeping on that
Money like a mattress
I'm living out my dreams
Sticking the green like a cactus
If money rules the world I want
My pockets like an atlas
Couldn't even get to my level
Boy if you mapped it
Howie knows, I'm the real deal, get a Vlasic
Cause even in the end, I'mma ball
Ask a basket i got this
I'm at a different height B
I can make it reign rain like May's weather
Mayweather so these lames wanna fight me
Fans think I left, but I was getting right B
To find a nigga like me
I promise that's unlikely i might be
Planted in the house, I guess I'm homegrown
I am in the realest state real estate
Feeling like a home show
Breezing through these women but I'm
Getting super dome though
I'm trying to be rich boy
What you think I'm in my zone fo' zone 4?
Hatin' while I'm skatin'
Better know I got a cold flow
Watch what you say, things might get wild
So watch your tone loc tone Loc
I am never slipping
I've been in it for a minute
If you didn't know by now boy
I get it, get it, get it
So stay up in your lane i'm about my game
Domo arigato is all you gotta say
My shoe game's Toronto, all about them J's
I'm a king like a bronco
This is where I reign batters in the sky
Yeah, I got my name up bighead nigga
Don't socialize with you lame fucks
They was hating on me in the
Game before I came up didn't want a picture
Pitcher, now they want a change up
I'm beating the beast, you've seen 'em
Relax, I'm kicking my feet up
I'm hotter than 20 fevers
A marching band couldn't beat him
No frontin' but I'm the leader
Winning by several meters
I'm kicking, I'm ripping
I'm kicking more bars than 2000
I'm wowzing you couldn't be above I
Eye, homie you're only browsing
Got the game on lock
Lox the way that I'm always stylin'
Ladies screaming for me now they hoarse
Horse just like a stallion
Call me Robert Townsend
Look now you're in the presence of a winner
Not a rude house guest
I'm as pleasant as I entered
Autographing your ticket just so
You remember me
And stay in my city, I'm as epic as a center
Chip on my shoulder and a hunch on my back
Sounds like Uncle Fester made
It home for dinner grey Pouponing niggas
Pardon me fam sonning
Sunning them leave 'em with a Pauly D tan
Life handing me lemons I made
Some money off it
Songs started leaking like a
Fucking running faucet
I took advice from my homeboy Marcus
When shit get rocky
Get high and bungee off it geronimo
Finally made it
Even if my come up was kinda slow
For the people that rolled, 40 Days
40 Nights i'm bringing 'em all home
On this Squarian flight
Teacher said I used to be so mean
But read those magazines and
I'm apparently nice
With the shit that I write right
Outdid my wrongs
Scared to die but more scared
To outlive my songs so I
Dream on aeroplanes bumping Aerosmith
Cheating death and stealing life
Eddie Guerrero shit
So you know I gotta spit that habanero shit
Till I'm in the same place
That the Pharaohs went vizzy