In a Minute Freestyle Lyrics

For the times I was starving but now I'm living largely can't get these bitches off me I killed that pussy put it in a coffin

In the room sad stories just like Marvin but I don't wanna hear it hundred thousand on my earrings

For my hood I hope I make it make sure I'm persevering

Hoe taking off of clothes in a the back volunteering

Hold up let me grab the wheel now I'm steering

fans outside the Arena clapping hands now they cheering

I'm just trying to make a living for my children

Stacking up this money and this money that I'm building

In the song that I'm rapping I hope my whole city gon feel this

Invest some money in my hood everybody making millions

2022 this life is different

I see the money coming far from a distance but I ain't Trippin

Taking Lucrative the steps and then we flip it

Stacking up these Bengies and you know we make a killing

3 AM we all on go me and my Bros with some dirty poles

Now you got some dead folks not coming back no mo'

3 AM we all on go we want all the smoke

Riding through your city with a dirty pole

They all on froze

Go check the price tag on my Versace

All this money you not gon rob me talking all that gang shit my nigga stop it

Look at all my chains and watches

My nigga you ain't going cop shit

30,000 on my fit baby I'm the top list

NBA draft ballin baby I'm the top pick

Talking down on my gang now you the topic

20,000 on his head that's gon get your top picked

Made it out the mud came from nothing we the trenches

Because I don't give a fuck what that shit cost

Turn my W's to M's I ain't never took a loss

From the bottom to the top now I'm a boss

A lot of Homies I done loss

Turn his brain into pasta call him marinara sauce

What's your name what's your number come on let's get it

You ain't really from the trenches or the bottom come on admit it

My life is a movie this shit looks scripted

All this money I swear I'm gifted

Diamonds dancing on me I was busy running up them digits

Cause baby I'm a killer like a zombie off of thriller

Walking on the road so cold like it's winter

Never on the bench got your ass catch a splinter

All my dogs by my side catching dubs We some winners

Fuck that bitch up in a Tahoe turn my ass into a sinner

I'll ask myself if I'm hungry eat you out like it's dinner

No designer I rock Nike your baby wanna bite me

Walking through the party with a hat and a white tee

Cause baby I'm so icy no era with some ripped jeans

No matter where I'm at braeboyy I'm counting Bengies

I can feel the hate and the ENvy

Real killer but don't tempt me

How many people trying to copy? My Nigga many

No matter where I'm at I'm counting Bengies

Really came from the mud I done made it out the trenches

Never dwelling over loss is cause I came from the benches

From section 8 to $1 million mansion

Me and my dogs are some rock stars like Marilyn Manson

And bitch were handsome

But still the type to pull up on your shooter and leave him for ransom

I got your bitch in a heartbeat can't get her off me

All she wanna do is fuck and come and top me

Go Tyson on that pussy but this ain't boxin

1017 on these Niggas 'cause I be flossin

But you're a bitch a hoe

Tired of fucking on that thot I'm a send her home

I'll be back 2023 to up the score