404Mali - Floorin (Freestyle)

I put my trust up in this Glock, Lord protect me from my enemies
Lord, can you tell me why you test me
I can't stop, I ain't hearing what you're telling me
You wanna go, I ain't begging, I'ma let you leave
They drop that dot, we hit they block and we gon' spin through
Sorry we ain't talking, I got money on my mental
You think I'm wrong, I think I'm right, that's why we into it
They drop that dot, we at they door just like the rent due
I know I'm the man, I just wonder why they don't like me
I don't start nothing, they start with me, I don't even like beef
Run me up some bands, "how?" , I talk on type beats
Run me up some money, damn, I done upped my prices
I just freestyle, I don't write no new songs
Baby, come home, you think you right and I'm wrong
Are you riding along? I hit the road in the morning
I can't even stay mad, girl, you know you gorgeous
Pedal to the metal when I leave, you know I'm flooring
Know I got that Glock in every city like I'm touring
I don't need a Glock, I can get down with a Taurus
She gon' pray to me, get on that knees like she a Mormon
Mama don't see me working, I'm in my room, she think I'm chillin'
I know I'm not perfect, anything I said, I meant it
I'm in my zone, I'm focused, I'm just tryna make a million
Know this shit keep getting bigger, think I'm destined for a billion
I was 17 when my nigga died, I'm 20 now and I'm still crying
I was 15 when my uncle died, I'm 20 now, but he on my mind
I was 18, I touched 10,000, I'm talking about at the same time
I was 19, touched 100K streams, nigga, it's game time
But I'm 20 now, me and bro with the beef like it's In-N-Out
I know it's my time aint no sitting out
I got 300 songs in my vault, I can drop and blow any minute now
Tryna drop hella songs before the year out
I cant even cry my tears out, I got my foot on the gear yea
It was niggas in my lane, know damn well I had to reroute
Last week, I almost relapsed
I've been the man, but they see now
I've been the man, wanna see how?
We aint even talk back then
How the fuck you want me now?
I told bro roll blunts
I poured the rest of the lean out

Written by:
Malachi Victor-Thom

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