gooba (freestyle) - rapbit lyrics
i’m coming running
before that let me tell you
i’m telling you, since you told me
n0body can do this through money
you can’t buy sk!lls, bicycle by the skin
bye sin holy cross water hygiene
it’s a big story though, stored in the store
slowly glory only fold me, floor making me boring
on this road trip bro!
mostly, hold me, hardly
let me go to the club and party
with no homies were all b*tches
stripping and stunting
their booty and b00bies
i’m a cocaine, she is my heroine
lean on and make her sing
give a ring then ding ding ding
now scream a song shii shii shii (hahaha)
i’m done roasting, i better roast a toast
post to back sleep suppose to bang it
flip my vans i’m running into plans
if you distract my mood i will destroy you back
you rappers to me are one nightstand
so f*cking be far if i beef you all
no morning can save you, boy
so good evening and pray
for sympathy (ahem)
sorry no forgiveness i can’t remember
if i can apologize for a lie
or deny my ride for a pride
or can’t relax for a time
if i relive my pain for a price
or to reach the sky
i have to decide faith between flies
or to keep a smile
i have to lose myself for awhile
or to keep you happy
every time i need to surprise
i’m done with these deals
and compromise baby gifts and valentine
certain things can’t be seen through the eyes
so f*ck you b*tch sl*t hoes
it’s so visible hidden critical
that when i see i be invisible
incredible radical (haha)
waiting for what
i avoid you as a reward
go back b*tch let me record my rap
turn them into hip hop spring
when i fall i recall the rap god
ayie slim!
back in days
when i was freestyling
i had nothing to show to the public
now i keep writing on you son of a b*tch
all my tapes are twice the state
i keep practicing till my throat ache
my vocal scream louder than your dream sell
mark my words if you market me
i can make our dream blessed
you won’t regret, target me
it’s a key big game
if you suck at struggling
then you settle to obstacle
i’m beyond success i suck less
you are subject to future
all you see is b.i.g f*ck being an excuser
sunday money to weekday it’s run day
i keep running till day end
spit all dope facts
speed mode no auto crash
stick to goals and skip these girls plan
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