Imperious Freestyle Lyrics

(I'm here with my cousin)

(Fuck you and Christmas nigga)

(I'm here with my cousin)

Paula, what the fuck is this?

Huh

Yeah, okay

This sound like- this sound like I'm fighting some dragons or some shit

(I wanted all y'all niggas around me)

But fuck it

I wanted all y'all niggas around me

But fuck it, you niggas ain't shit

I set the tone when I rap, niggas step to the bat and get noticed, ungrateful lil bitch

I just turned up at your show and his show, what the fuck is you talking bout, jealously hit

How you gon' spazz when I'm dad and you miming?

The shit on my wrist really fit, perfect timing

I'm at the oven, gon' cook in the kitchen

I took the blunt for a walk, on a mission

Man I gone pro, niggas rap like auditions

I can't get back on them pills, I was trippin

I heard your new nigga hittin' like me

Huh, hm, whatever

My cousin on go, he a stepper

I can't debate 'bout our streams when yours lesser

I can't debate with y'all niggas for nothing

Gotta be something, y'all simply struggling

Y'all got the nerve to shout broke but ain't hustling

I got the certs and you niggas still

Bluffing

I can't trust him

I ain't fuck with this bitch so I ducked him

He ain't own any guns, he just frontin

He ain't part of no gang, he just stuntin

I can't debate with a nigga who praise me

I can't debate with a nigga who glaze me

I can't debate with a nigga that cry like a bitch and feel better off pushing up daisies

I can't debate with a nigga who shots never hit and them disses ain't even come graze me

Y'all mad I'm lit, shoutout out momma, she raised me

I just walked in now the function gone crazy

I came too far to go back

Nigga keep saying my name, fuck he talm' 'bout?

I got control of the game like a thumbpad

I'm with Big Nizzy, on timing, get jumped at

Nigga rewind and get thumped back

I got him pressed like a bitch, nigga thumbtack

(Nigga rewind and get thumped back)

(I got him pressed like a bitch, nigga thumbtack)

I'm at the oven, gon' cook in the kitchen

I took the blunt for a walk, on a mission

Man I gone pro, niggas rap like auditions

I can't get back on them pills, I was trippin

I heard your new nigga hittin' like me

Huh, hm, whatever

(Ah)