My Psychic Freestyle Lyrics

Cash rules everything around me

C.R.E.A.M get the money

Dollar, Dollar bill y'all

Born in O-three

Only deluxe flows you know me

I ain't influenced these n*****

Man they sold heat, Sold cheap

Rap game ain't cocaine

Nowadays I be just in my domain

The soul train, tryna get rich of rap

Nigerian noir kid

Who this bitch call black, damn

I'm finna snap on these n***** like I'm a rubber band

Hammer on the right

Microphone on the other hand

Brother man, Brother man

H2O my brother man

All my bars are illegal

I got contraband

Try to understand

I don't feels safe

Feel like any n**** finna spit on my face

Insulting my race

Ain't no n**** taking my place

I got a mace

Finna spray it over the place, damn

Dodge shit like I was Jackie Robbs

You ain't coming home tonight better tell your moms, uh

And that's what's up in my psychic

Shawty finna cause she wear Nike