Yanos The Truth - 21st Freestyle

They just cappin', they ain't with it
Pull up on they block, we getting to spinning like some fidgets
I don't do the back and forth, I do not play the tennis
Boy I'm out here getting it, yeah
Boy I'm out here litted, yeah I pull up with the hemi
Sticks on deck if they want smoke
Clips on deck if they want a show
Check up in my bag, know I keep the pole
Yanos on the beat, so you know I'm gone float
She wanna link, rocking cuban link
Serving them beats, I be making heat
I got a pink slip, they talking but it's cheap
If you just be still, that's when you'll find peace, yeah
What's the price?
I'm on ice
She gone slide
For the night
Yeah we get it in
I'm Talking dividends
I can't let 'em win
Stay focused 'til the end
Yeah I just turned 21, I'm too lit
I got tunnel vision on this music
On a quest with the tribe like I'm Q tip
I might flex in the ride, cop a new whip
How I got the trap boomin', you'd think I knew Tip
I won't ever slack homie, cuttin' loose ends
I'm a friendly guy, but really don't do friends
Demons dressing as angels, nah you can't fool me
Yeah I play in the A, but I come from Marietta
How I'm winning the race, dawg think I need a medal
And I'm having my way, I won't ever settle
Yeah they talking numbers, that's cool, I want me some letters
You don't know the gang
We don't know ya face
I just up the pace
And I won't leave a trace
I don't hang with jakes
And I don't hang with satan
I just do my part and stay out the way

Written by:
Joshua Harvey

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