Eww Freestyle Lyrics

Ewww

Shit is getting nasty

I seen it all before so you ain't getting nothing past me

Niggas burn a bridge they couldn't cross

To get past me

I been growing up

While they been focused on a past me

I came a long way from the bottom if you ask me

Still not at the top

But bitch I'm coming for it

Guaranteed

Humble but

It's muffling the beauty of my masterpiece

They fast a asleep

Won't try to wake em up

I do it actually

Imma have em quoting all my words like a parakeet

Imma end up giving some a reason to be mad at me

Make you feel it all inside ya chest

For falling back on me

Didn't wanna be the cause of ya regret

It's what it had to be

You can find me running through these beats

Call me an athlete

Trackstar

Finna turn this dream to my reality

Rapstar

I know it's people thinking

I won't ever make it that far

But when I'm moving

Wanna tag along

Haha funny

Just wait until I'm making money

That's when they gone believe in the vision and say they love me

I'm not into second chances

So sorry's don't really touch me

You know actions speak louder

Leveled up from the Duffy

I elevated from places they wanted me to get comfy at

I'll always be the one that got away

Don't care who want me back

I move when there is nothing left to say

I thought I told you that

Ain't shit changed but the views

You think I'm wrong for that

Funny how you thinking that the money

Make me wanna rap

Anxiety and depression really the cause 'a that

I guess I'm grateful for almost losing my life at nine

I guess I'm thankful for the scars my parents left behind

Forever humbled by the nights I sat alone and cried

For every tear I write verse

Know I will survive

I been a warrior since the womb

Some shit you can't deny

Contagious shit

I got 'em sick

Because I'm back outside

Ewww

Shit is getting

Shit is getting

Nasty

I been out the way so long

These niggas think they past me

I been going through it all

To give you what you ask me

The game is set for me to fall

The realest gone catch me

I spit and make mess on any beat

It's getting nasty

Make 'em eat the shit that they be using to attack me

Eww

Mix it with my blood sweat and tears

It's getting real

Told 'em that I'm not the type to kill

But I will

Eww

Shit is getting nasty

No I ain't a killer I'm a warrior thanks for asking

So if I gotta kill 'em it's a consequence of battling

You know this shit is war

There's no reward for coming back from it

The devil's at the door collecting more

Than what you planned to give

The audience want more so give 'em more before you lose 'em man

I never thought I'd have to watch my back

Behind the music

Lessons learned

Now I dare 'em try and play me like I'm stupid