Otto Rocket Wit the Dread Flow - Free Throw

Never give up on my dreams
I fight by any means
Turning dreams to reality is everything to me
If they can’t see my visions
How they gonna get the missions
They be acting like my friends
But really they auditions
I been working on a new flow
Gotta let this pain out
Lyrics so sharp
I spit em and cut your brain out
Degrees on the mantle
No need to pull
No chains out
Know a couple people
Who gone ride pull them thangs out
They just tell me stay in school
And dunk up on them ninjas heads
Used throw it through the legs
Way before I grew the dreads
Way before I start rapping
Legendary shit happened
Used to sit on top of the world
And never realized it
Must of misplaced my crown
I’m glad I found it
Now instead of stepping in shit
I step around it
Every-time I hit the ground
I rebounded
Every-time I took a L
It’s just a lesson learned
Had to put my hand in fire
So I know how it burn
Had to put the ball in my hand
And navigate the moves
Had to learn to break the rules
Without really breaking rules
Anything I put my mind to
Yes I succeed
Gotta keep my foot on the gas
Ain’t tryna loose the lead
Had to lift my foot off this track
So it can finally breathe
Know the rose that grew from the concrete
I’m the fucking seed
Had to come up out of the dirt
And now it’s under me
Used to stress a lot about life
And now it’s fun to me
Anytime they look for advice
They come to me
I’m just tryna help my people
It was never done for me
Ugly where I grew up at
Don’t try to come for me
Had to fight to earn my stripes
Don’t try to come for me
Pushed back when I got pushed
Hairline received
Brain jus be tossing me thoughts
I wide receive
Catch it I’m running with thoughts
I see the end zone
Run it till they tell me we scored
That’s what I been doing
Left a couple shots at line
Man those were free throws
Gotta get my head in the game
Next time I need those
Sicker than the shit
That’s killing us
That 2020 virus
Flow getting out of control
They can’t control spread
Birds getting out of control
Do anything for bread
God got a lot on his plate
He leaving us for dead

Written by:
Shaquille Lewis

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