Drippin' 'N Glory - Type Beat Freestyle

Yeah you gotta be a boss just to step to one
I'm tired of you niggas no I don't have time for you bitches yeah
I'm bout to get my gun
Yeah I got my shit together
I talk like I'm hard because I know
I'm with whatever bitch I'm hot like I'm in a sweater
You fucked her good but she said I was in it better
You faking moves I'm making moves
Boss dropped we been making rules
Iain fucking wit you fools Iain really
Tryna lose gotta watch my surroundings
Gotta watch who I hang with
Tem bitches ain't dimes
But you know they gone change up
That's why I don't even give em my time
I just been stacking this paper
You like to spew like you knew how to do alleyoops
When you shoot
But you fluke inna coupe
Can't compute yo dispute
Ain't no feud cuz you shoot like you don't got no eyes
Niggas don't know how I'm coming
I run up the money I wanna do more than survive
I wanna go skydiving off of a cloud
And scream out my lungs that I feel so alive
I dunno It's so many places wanna go
It's so much to learn but I wanna know
How I can die and be comfortable
With my life and all my accomplishments
Did I do enough did I try my best
I hope I can say I have no regrets
I hope I can say I pissed you off
Cuz I tipped your mom what you get on your checks
If you ain't playing then sit on the bench
Get yo shit together yeah get on ya best
Shit I be on mine too if imma flex
You sayin it ain't flying til it get on the jets
I took off my shoes to get on my feet I saw a bag and got on that
That's why I tell em that I don't wanna beef
These niggas don't know where they heart at
You ain't talkin bout money don't know who you is just don't even speak to me
Swear im persistent you won't get the best of me that's how it needs to be
It's time to clean up and take out the
Trash I know what I need to keep
You got me in my zone I'm in my bag you just released the beast
Imma contaminant specimen
I don't give a damn I ain't hesitant
Gimme that medicine
You niggas scared of that vaccine
I just wrote song where I die at the end of it
I'ma steal from your dad just because You suggested it
Nah you shouldn't have tested it
I go to the studio and make the best of it
Took the beat and ingested it
Took the beat and demolished it
You can't do it like me
My thoughts are just wild and my flow is enticing
Start from the bottom and work it up slightly
These hoes wanna holla and get to meet Mikey
They wanna talk and tell me I get spicy
They want to tell me that nobody likes me
I promise I don't give a fuck about a hater
I'm just having fun on these type beats

Written by:
Michael Donaldson

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