Malarkey Freeflow Lyrics

My flows deep but don't mistake me for an og

still lackin on them gold teeth and barely no one knows me

Been chilling in the cold seat contemplating more heat

Contemplating more cheese so I can pay for more beats

New kicks you can't afford these your lazy growing obese

I'll push you in the deep end, laugh and toss you floaties

While sippin on two forties drunk I'm smoking more weed

Drunk im hating sohi for sucking dicks of police

Wonder will I ever make it am I headed for greatness

That seems like a stretch I've been dealing with fake shit

Man's say I'm moving weird cuz I'm just tryna be famous

They just mad cuz they stuck still recording in basements

Yeah I said it, but I won't forget to mention

Remember every session your tracks won't make contending

Cuz every spitting lyric your ass just keeps pretending

Now you fucking with Vintage, I hope you get the message

Pussy boy your first mistake was thinking I'm a fool

I will find you, chase you down, fix your mental with a tool

Fuck you

I'll leave you in the snow your reason to be cool

Your the one who went ghost nothing else that I could do

Told me you were down turns out that was just a lie

Why?

You switched up last second I'm forced to make your momma cry

Your own behaviour made your own family traumatized

Now you sense disgust whenever looking in your families eyes

I grew up broke as fuck theres no way that your stopping me

I've lived most my life just above the line of poverty

Steaming mad for this cash ain't nobody hot as me

Flex your rack need it bad commit a fucking robbery

Yo is that your shordy why she fucking stalking me

Still following my insta had the nerve to fucking bother me

She hit my line up yo it's time to claim your property

Don't fuck with ratchet hoes cuz that is what her mama be

I had homies straight dissing me

Now they say they missing me

Hard for me to move from the past so now they history

They mad I've been rocking my head to some different beats

It's Vintage