323 Freestyle Lyrics

When I pull up in the white Benz, Black Rims

Word of advice, my nigga, just stop hatin', yeah

You see the 40 hangin' out the Roc Nation shorts and the wife beater

I promise this shit is not basic

Straight to the top but we are not racin

Tryna keep up with the moves but you can't, uh

You should stop pacin', yourself

Every time you look in the mirror tryna mimic what I do

You gon' start hatin' yourself, yeah

I relate to that haiku of a sentiment

Your energy's riddled with fraudulent tendencies, mannin' them

It's hard to have the upper hand in a battle when

You no tougher than your shadow, we don't see you, nigga, shadow ban you

Shit, Mr. Miyagi to you niggas, you better channel Daniel

Even if you tried to make sense of bitin' the hand in that feeds you

Warring against me, you'd never have enough ammo around you

You can't hide, you can never have enough cam around you

I'm the first two-step, promise I'll dance around you

Feel like Santa around you, yeah

Red dot on your nose and you and your friends feel like prancer around you, yeah

You wanna make it anywhere in life, I suggest you get rid of that cancer around you, yeah

And all your friends that are yes-men, they don't do shit

They only excuses is they can't, that's why your trophy case vacant

Uh, niggas don't wanna see you at the top and prevail

Niggas rather see you locked in a cell, yeah

Fuck niggas, I don't need handouts from niggas

Hands out, cut your hands off, now it's man down

His man died, now it's his turn, cause he ran down

Cause he know I had big birtha on me

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I said every day the same song

Every day the same song

Every day the rainstorm

Every day the rainstorm

We get rained on, uh

They always tell me it'll be okay

I know that it can't, I know that we're not

Ever relate to what I've been through, yeah

Even though he got a umbrella and a thug in him

Makes everything hard, look underwhelming

When it's not simple, oh, it's not simple

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

When I pull up in the white Benz

Black Rams, word of advice, my nigga, just stop hatin

My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga

My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga

You see the 40 hangin' out the rock, nigga

Switch, switch, switch, switch, switch

Switch, switch, switch, switch, switch

Switch, switch, switch, switch, switch

Switch, switch, switch, switch

Switch, switch, switch