Chillin' Freestyle Lyrics

Chillin' indoors, cuz outside is kinda hazy/

Chillin' in the cool, gonna bump up the AC/

One of a kind, y'all cannot replace me/

Been there, done that, nothing can phase me/

Kick back in the studio, feelin' kinda lazy/

Head cavin' in, I think I'm going crazy/

Lately i've been busy, doing too much on the daily/

Switch off the safety, got me feeling like the navy/

Suited in the uniform like i work in cadets/

Blasting my shi, on your mo'fucking cassette/

Man with a plan, always one step ahead/

Busy in the stu, so leave yo ass on read/

Shit drip outta their mouth, like a faucet/

Morph into something else, like my name's Morbius/

Steady with yo movements, proceed with caution/

Look at the news, murder reported/

I've been 'bout the business, making skrilla, makin' guap/

Hop on call of duty with the bros, we playing co-op/

Zombies with the rayguns, we got the whole squad/

High round grinding, we hit the jackpot/

Act like you're the shit, watch your ego crumble/

What happened to the 10/10, oh did you fumble?/

When I'm in the stu, all you'll see me do is hustle/

Time to shoutout the homies, time to be humble/

LXXIV on top, that shit is just facts/

TR3 is the goat, cuz RVMAN never lacks/

We ain't got time for none of you fags/

Drop a couple tracks, than make a couple racks/

Ignorant shit, you don't know your worth/

Don't plan a feat, with nothing in yo purse/

You just want clout off of a fucking verse/

Shit talking the homies, and you'll end up in a hearse/

Slide on his block, leave him dead on arrival/

This is life or death, you gotta fight for survival/

Life is a maze; an endless cycle/

He know he's a flog, but he's still in denial/

GTA wasted/

Don't waste my time i got no fucking patience/

Pull up with a suit, and a strong ass fragrance/

That bitch you call a friend, is only your acquaintance/