P.S. 34 freestyle Lyrics

Here we go again

Oops they let a menace in

Killer flow deadly pen

Deerly departing rappers like some venison

From public housing to trips to Venice and

France paid in advance

They say the hardest pill to swallows a

Dose of your own medicine

They want the perks without putting the work in

Me I'm in my bag like a birkin

Word to Mcfly, Mook and Vee

On any beat I'm swag surfin

Radical, tubular

For this iceberg round my neck

I had to drop some arugula

The grass greener the gas premium

Shawty waist leaner plus her ass meaner

Need I say more?

Y'all still dealing with dealers?

Get it straight from the source

No degree I just stuck to the course

Verses and Chorus never forced

My next feature gone run you a Porsche 911

Word to reverent ima sinner for sure

Still give thanks to the Lord

Of course I know without Him

I'd still be sleeping on floors

Not in His will for me to fail

My apologies haters

Collecting C Notes but I gotta B major

Mom went to night school revised all of her papers

So technically ima psychology major

But I know my worth gotta be greater

Don't have to worry bout your drop out

You know how many times she seen me

Pop out with the latest drop out?

Ain't the one to count out

They know I'm running up these numbers

Speeding in a new tundra

I'm just hoping ain't no cops out

Been arrested for being reckless

It be the biggest talkers with the cleanest records

Y'all are just some informants

Putting on a performance

Ok If you a bad boy thens its more Martin Lawrence

A back hand Will make your shit Rock

Fuck a pit stop ain't talking traffic but these jams

Got the city grid locked

It be your own friends hiding grins when you win

Shit got me heated

Your confidence they'll try to dim

Oh so now I'm conceited?

Fuck your two cents never needed

When it comes to the vernacular

My shit undefeated

Sure I made some mistakes

But they were never repeated

The throne is not vacant

Just prefer not to stay seated I'm a mover

Maneuver through any obstacle

Driving the Optima wasn't optimal

But it never blurred the vision 20/20 optical

Losing never optional I gained an opp or two

But hey that's light work

Prefer to talk last and fight first

A satchel my ass

My nigga nice purse

Y'all need to dead that, black hearse

We ain't letting shit pass

No more, constipation

If it's of any consolation

Made more money off this conversation

Than your occupation

Phone on do not disturb

I'm in a Rolls counting constellation

Man ain't it divine how the stars align

33 and I'm still taking my time

Still perfecting my flow

Writing these letters with X's and O's

PS ain't got no time for you hoes

PS ain't got no time to do shows

Just a King watering seeds

And watching em grow

PS I'm almost 34

PS still remember PS 34

Where I learned to shoot hoops

Thats how you stay grounded

I just stuck to my roots

Battle ready in my timberland boots

Cuz if theres gotta be a eulogy

Between you and me my G

It's gotta be you

Still got more to do

So yea

Y'all gone have to pardon me yet again you know?

It's Jafet