Vertigo Freestyle ft. Limbø Lyrics

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Real shit, real shit

At the point I want peace and the guap

Though the money it'll hurt you a lot

Depending on who all around you

I'm different than me with the locs

I was strugglin' needs, jugglin' keys

Tryna crack open the box

Close people up and they leave

I masked it with weed, but damn that shit hurt me a lot

For real

Real shit, uh, real shit

Listen to me

There's some people comin' around

Tryna feed off of your energy

And people that once said they love you

Turn bitter and be you're worst enemy

Shit sting, anemone

And the shit sting of the shit that you couldn't be

Got you questionin' morals and purities

Like why lie on some weak shit

Like Christian 'bout hit you with a kill switch

On the edge might hit you with a spear tip

Why did I leave the bitch alone

I could see how she was comin' from a distance

Heart V12, all engine

Grinding ass nigga like the 04' Pistons

Still thinkin' bout shit that I'm missin

Still thinkin' bout people I'm missin

R.I.P. to Gramps, knowin' that I miss him

If I don't do it, Limbo goin' on the mission

Talk to God, know it's part of his plans

One of them ways to earn me time, man

Talk to God, cause I know he in the healing

T.O. Rell hero turned to a villain

And I'd rather be a villain than be a fake hero

Clawing to get recognition

Uh, damn, real shit, real shit

I'ma take the rest of this beat Rell, my fault, man

Yeah, yeah

Niggas see somethin' in me

That I can't even see

Like, why y'all look up to me

Why you ain't prayin' for me

Love in my heart won't go away

So I just wear you on a tee

Finna put you on my sleeve

I'm still seein' you in my sleep

It's hard to deliver my feelings

So I just put em' on the beat

Kendal, you can't even have a conversation without you focused on cheeks

But now I'm just focused on me (I'm lyin')

But now I'm just focused on cheese (I'm lyin')

But now I'm just focused on rap

Still remember them days I was trash

They say it's a talent, but I ain't got it

I ain't lyin', I put that on my momma

Freestyle while I'm sittin' in the closet

No studio rappin' bout commas

Been thinkin' bout droppin' out college

I ain't one for the lyin' and drama

Lotta love for my granny, my momma

I even got some for my father

I'm 19 years old, can't think I see 18

Used to be sittin' depressed in my sleep

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

I'm 19 years old, can't think I see 16

Used to be stuck in the streets with the

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

Yeah

We in Limbo nigga

Yeah nigga, yeah