Free for All Lyrics

This the finale it best if I make a sick departure

I'll be back soon like a phantom that's always there to haunt you

Y'all wearing Louis and asking if y'all can hold a dollar

Y'all begging for the money but this right is my kick starter

May just start wearing bandanas because i spit harder

Cus y'all don't catch it and when you do you just wipe it off you

Thought since y'all selfish y'all take more than you can handle

And I'm more than you can handle, climbing upon the mantle

Of success, most will never reach it

And only those whom had a taste, are allowed to preach it

Stay around those that support, scrub off all the leashes

Make sure you look across the wall don't just decide to breach it

And best believe that

I Think that y'all are robots always following protocol

Claim to be the greatest but they don't look like the China wall

Thinking they breezy, but no one coming From wall to wall

Had to send it back like Sarina do with a tennis ball

Got too much drive for the engine, good thing it never stall

They tried to run it, stepped on a rock, now they have to fall

I just keep working I'm sorry I had to miss your call

The world was looking civil I had to make it a free-for-all

Am what I'm supposed to be

Not the time for toasting me

Listen to that other track

Told em all to wait and see

Bastard with the afro

Alternate with corn rows

Making my own beats then I eat the track like DiGiorno

Talking reckless with the homies

Respectful if they don't know me

But don't you dare get it twisted that mean we just don't fuck with you

Friends and family told me

Progression will happen slowly

And It'll happen in time so don't worry about what luck can do

Room is where the stu is, had to move but I'm still liking it

Started in a closet, would've have thought I was the Byers kid

Rappers came and went, careers expired like some licenses

Won't say I'ma god, but know that thou shall not be trifled with

Promoters too dishonest, might not ever shake the hand of one

Acting bout they business, lose they balance tryna stand on some

I be going hard like I was made of adamantium

Niggas way too delicate, y'all just may be chrysanthemums

CDS will beat the rest, lyrics could get devious

So not to hurt your feelings I'll keep it subtle but serious

Dapper rap to bastard rap, so glad I didn't master that

Only way it could be worse if I moved my way into acid trap

I am just different and I'm better just because of it

While y'all hate y'all shit, I'm McDonald's cuz I'm loving it

Have y'all sitting clueless bout y'all music, why y'all stuck with it

Doing what I want I might not ever need a bucket list

Tailored for success and then they wonder why it suited me

Had her out here crushing before she knew she could Google me

Movement Astronomical, never know where I'll truly be

So gimme five years, you ain't gotta rush man you gone see

I am just a rapper that do the beat and the mixing too

Won't be on the freshman list, guess I still got some shit to prove

Can't think of the greatest of artists, you know what you can do?

Remember five syllables last three of them "202"