RICO BRUCKSHOT - 2K22 Freestyle

Ayy, yeah, come on Ayy, I heard my name in they mouth, they better
keep it out If it ain't about no cheese, what we beefing
bout
How you supposed to be my dog, but be speaking down
Soon as I get them phony vibes, I won't be around
I'm a self-made nigga, ain't no nigga made me
If a nigga tell you different, man that nigga crazy
A nigga never play, Rick got a grunt with nothing
If we talking bout them slums, I'm a product of it
I don't owe a nigga shit, so don't even ask
Plus I put my cell phone, I got the right to brag
A nigga play with Rick, throw them killers on his ass
Since you feeling yourself, we gon' put you in the bag
I'm talking literally, these bitch niggas be killing me
Can't compete with no nigga who trying to mimic me
I know they plotting and watching and wanna finish me
But I can't let them niggas do me like Jay Kennedy flat out

Written by:
Jeremy pickett

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