Demo Freestyle Lyrics

Three Four

Look, a lotta shit has changed since the first day I stepped up

Most notably my mum can finally rest up

She can sit relax cos her son will keep it blessed up

I'm only speaking facts, yeah fuck those against us

Hope you get the messagee

Man is never resting

I'm straight up time investing

They be in the past

But me I'm on the next thing

Like fucking off an ex fling

Cos she did your head in

That's not where I be heading, no

I'm counting up the prof

I got them Jet Li goals

I make a couple flips

Then drop these deadly flows

Yeah

Let the beat drop

While I smoke this spliff

Imma get me the loaf

On my Hovis shit

I'm a business bro

On my Hova shit

What ya know bout this

Imma keep it real

I'm a dreamer still

Yeah I own my shit

I don't owe no bitch

Did it all myself

This a grown man ting

I focus on my health

Yeah I'm detoxing

Got calis on the shelf

For when I'm relaxing

Do you see what I'm living like

I'm just tryna live my best life, yeah we maxing

Look I roll upon the three fives, breathe that in

I'm in the sun an it just feel nice, heats blasting

I'm on my own getting me time

Need that shit

Yeah i need that shit

Perfect timing

Three four

Yeah look

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah look

Look

Yeah

Look

I made a few bands, on a dog walk

Bank account sings, like bands at concert

My boys swings his wands, like hogwarts

I smoke my zoot then I fly like concord,

She loves my scent

That's weed and Tom ford

I represent

My streets yeah of course

Man went and spent

Some pees on hot sauce

Put some down then went

Back on road

My sim generates

Me well loads

I'm not lazy

I live life death row

Man can't play me

Unless it's demos

Play my tunes

And you'll know bout zen bro

I step in the booth

An go Nintendo

Switch up moves

Then build like Lego

I stack twos

Then let that tenfold

Fuck your views

Your washed like nettos

Man wanna talk bout jewels

But he dead broke

Don't get confused

I double the networth

Need new shoes

Cos I put in the leg work

Im in recluse

Writing bars on a bender

Yes the

Beat offender

Dead's the

Beat with pleasure

I whip up the heat

With ease

Then leisure

I roll up the trees

Then breathe

I need a

Money machine

Cos counting the ps

Is time consuming

An trust my gs

The business booming

Since you're nosey

An always tuning in

The boydem Smokey's

Moving in

That's how they know me

Zooting it

I move like a Roly

I'm smooth as shit

Yeah

I move like roly

I'm smooth as shit