Zoey Dollaz - Zoey Dollaz Freestyles on Flex | Freestyle #040 lyrics

I'm a JAY Z with Biggie rhymes
I'm a Nas with Tupac mind
I'm Kodak Black and Bobby Shmurda
With two Glock Nines
I'm a Dave East, mix it in with some AZ
I'm Andre 3000 and Eminem, I'm a little crazy
I'm a Jeezy with TIP
I'm Luda mixed with Future
Maybe I'm Mayweather mixed with the
Strength of the great Ali
I'm a Meek Mill with a little
Bit of Game in me
I'm Drake mixed with Kanye, the game in me
I'm an Akon, mix it in with some Nate Dogg
I'm a Snoop
Probably thought I was gon say Wiz
But I figured you should wait dog
Chance The Rapper with a little
Big Sean in me
I'm a don like Fat Joe with bars like Ricky
I should probably stay quiet
But I'm gon' speak
I'm Frank Lucas mixed with Big Meech
I'm Jadakiss
Once again you probably thought I
Said I was Styles P
And I am what you say I am
And if I wasn't, then why would you say I am
Product of my environment
Last of a dying breed
Flex, these mumble rap niggas
Twins like Siamese dead or alive
You will never be better than I
I'm sick with rhymes, nigga
You better go get you a job
Fuckin' with me, you bound to lose some money
If this rap shit was a trophy
They'll never take it from me
I'm the sickest nigga coming out
My bars like an earthquake
When I rhyme, I bomb shit, niggas comin' out
Young nigga still reppin' D-A-D-E
Still feel like a lot of
Niggas can't fuck with me
When it comes to rap shit, I'm a dragon
Spit that flame
Leave a rap nigga all in ashes (yeah)
Niggas with a SoundCloud link
Think they a rapper whatever I'm doin'
Well that shit probably don't matter
Just cuz you rock designer shit
Don't make you real nigga
Just cuz you get on trap beats
Don't make your ass a hitter
Just cuz you talk about packs don't
Make your ass a dealer
You talk about Act, boy
You probably not a sipper (yeah)
I'm never slippin', boy
That forty beatin' on reach
Won't release, bet your ass take a long sleep
Red dot looking like when a bomb beats
Get your head popped, man
You better stay calm, g
On a beat, I'm goin' off like fire drills
Try me and get findin' axes like Silent Hills
If he sick, man, he comin' out the hospital
The way the boy handle bars like a bicycle
(yeah) i say he sicker than me
He better comin' out the hospital
The way the boy handle bars like a bicycle