Failure Freestyle Lyrics
We don't walk on the pavement,we don't pay rents
Ain't got no money,still killing you from my basement
Uh,swag outfit with a sweater
She say she good and bad but I still out sweat her
I'll rest when I'm dead,I know you hatin' out,stayin' out
But once I blow up don't come askin' for bread
We do it like you never wanted
Next thing to blow up is the youth of an author
When that shit drops you'll sip drops of Raw Milk
Penny pinches of the money gettin' drought still
Yeah,this shit is devastating
Everybody quiet when the pen is statin'
Rappers back the fuck out,man y'all credits fadin'
I used to be the Procs like fat insaturating
Uh,I'm on a higher pedestal
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Get you for teek like Addrenal,some Afanal
So,who do I copy now? Drake or Lupe?
Whatever,nobody puts true faith in what you say
Uh,I'ma go in one more time
You want more rhymes where the sun don't rise
I know,you expect a whole theme while you get false streams like me
One more guy..
