Jimmy Sandra - Game Changer Freestyle

Winning let the confetti drop
Never pump the breaks
My drive won’t let me stop
If you throwing stones
I suggest that you let me rock
Or you’ll see the dark side
I got inside of me
Like I’m Eddie Brock
Living my calling the celly’s hot
Already I’m
Blackin' out
Like I've been dressing Goth
Tell me not
Ain’t no competition
All I see is eye, Fetty Wap
And if there is
You know I got 'em cornered like the deli spot
Yeah
Ain’t no need to sound the alarm
Think you’ll be alright
But you should wonder how if I’m gone
This is me trick
Surrounded by mafia I’m 3-6
They all hopping on my wave now
Cause what they sea’s sick
Pass them off now
That’s a flea flick
Ya’ll cuff 'em overnight
Y’all like a precinct
Ya’ll ain’t really nothing
That’s what we think
Your whole squad's full of weak links
Yeah I’m doing well now
Ya’ll on the same things
I vacate first class
Ya’ll fly coach like away games
Ain’t none new gotta maintain
Jimmy to the Sand
I’m a game changer

Written by:
Jesse Toscano

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