Who i am? Freestyle Lyrics

Ric made that

I rap like, I'm Shady

Makin' money, but hold on, I'm not Shady

Yes, I'm slim, I slip, but I don't rap usually

I grab my gun, and let the choppa

Talk chinese, woah

How yall' haters, can even talk with me

With me

You can't even rhyme, with ur rap

Worth of two perkys

Mine is worth, for eternity money, money

Ballin like brodie, stackin, stackin, money

Cheese rotten, it's blue cheese

Cheese rotten, you're flow is so pitty

So, so, so pitty (Cash, cash, cash)

They tellin' me, I'm goated

I don't want this title now

I'm just 21, I rap it down

In the cold, I was lost, in the cold

In the cold, I'm lost, freestylin

Of the perky rounds

Back in the day, we were playing ball until

The sun was down, now I'm singin

While the sun is down, I crack a frown

Drown with demons, on the phone

Everyone, want my dial tone, fuck

Your dial tone, fuck all your statements

Yeah, I'm making millions, of the percocets

Of the ritalin, I'm focus

Got to stay focus, mama told me

I'm a star, baby told me, I'm a star

Making money like, Hocus Pocus

Make it dissapear, might get far

Might won't get far, won't get far

With a guitar, a guitar

Jumpin' to the stars, with the stars

Money I make it, appear, like take a trip

Stepback three, like, I'm James Harden

Harden, ballin' like, Jordan, Jordan

Percocets, treason, treason

Yeah, I'm the greatest, greatest

Maybe not, but I'm doing my thing

From the bottom, got them thang

Huh, huh, huh, ay, oh-oh, choppa

Huh, huh, he saw a mistletoe

Want to give yall a kiss

To give yall a kiss

Bring him down, put him down

Choppa rounds, 50 rounds, in the mag

You gon' drown