Duke Freestyle Lyrics

Uh, in the garage, working, yeah

Uh, hiding out in Pittsburgh, cutting off distractions

Only thing I'm focused on is getting this shit fucking cracking

I've been locked in My Own Prison like Scott Stapp

I met up with the devil a few times but crawled back

I won't call back any of y'all unless we talking numbers

Cause I ain't hear a word when I was working all these summers

I'm trying to kill my last shit and my last shit

I've been sitting on the bench knowing I can splash shit

Man, y'all don't really have shit

Y'all sound like the last guy

Industry plants come in quick for the fast buys

Then time pass by and everybody forgets

You the bitch that was bad till we knew that anybody could hit

Papa just died, I've been drinking more

Trying to get on, so what the fuck would we be linking for

I've been thinking more about my life and how it's about to change

And how the hours added up and how I'm about to shock the game

Bitch hit my phone saying how I'll never make it

You wasn't saying that when you was getting fucking naked

But let me stop, I get this feeling every drop

Today could be the day that something really gone pop

So let the bottles pop and fuck it, pour some more goose

And I bet you I start telling more truths

Devils trying to recruit like I was about to play for Duke

And these bitches won't respect you if you not in full bloom

That's what Push taught me

I've been even higher than the Kush got me

Wouldn't even answer if you would call me

Block and delete, and that won't often repeat

Cause I used to give out second chances more times

Then Marathon lets me hop on his beats

Nah, I'm just talking shit cause it's pitiful

We've been in the studio since middle school

Since back when I ain't have shit to say it's crazy

Now how I'm outrapping some of my favorites

Give a fuck if they A-list

All black Lex with the cream seats

I told my girl yes, but just wait till the whole team eats

I'll cop the Lamb like Ceedee Dreams Stayin Alive, the Beegees

Had to refresh the page like I was watching games on Stream East

And the money's tight right now, I know, but peep it

It's too late, it's on the way, I can already see it

Even when the rent's due and the electric and the heat is

I ain't doing this shit to fill a couple fucking bleachers

Man, wake the fuck up, I want the whole globe to hear me

And you still chasing old hoes so clearly

We ain't on the same things, I'm trying to change things

My head's been in the clouds, so my thoughts became wings

Man, I'm next to fly, mmm

My life bout to change by next July

Shouldn't make you mad if I'm feeling like the best alive

It says a lot about how you feel about the man in the mirror

I got twin turbo drive like Tia and Tamera

And I ain't stopping here, I'm way past the first mile

On the train to success, these bitches trying to hop the turnstile

Shit, I ain't bringing you along

You wasn't making any beats, you wasn't singing any songs

And now I'm fucking gone

I tried college and went wrong

So I go from high school to the league like I'm Bron

I got a couple plans to get a couple bands

I got the hits like they pitching to me underhand

The fuckin man