Ryan Trey - Bradley Beal Freestyle
LookI'm coming hot from DC but, STL I reside
So please my man step aside
You now rocking with the
Coldest motherfucker at eighteen
But I could give you ninety nine
Reasons to hate me lil nigga
No Jay Z my nigga but I rock a fella
Ever disrespect my fellas I
Make it rain shots
So you gon need a umbrella for
All this shit I'm coming with
And all you looking up just know that
I'm the one y'all under bitch
Coz I run that
Some shit that y'all working on for years
I done that like how am I the coldest
Youngest nigga without ice
And without the daily flex
On instagram without hype
Coz without flaunting the cash
Y'all ain't shit well I see you as a bitch
And I ain't no where near rich
But I could smell a piss poor motherfucker
From six blocks down including his bitch
I guess even if you're a tool there's
Just some shit you can't fix
But it's cool don't wanna see us
Black just die over diamonds
Your mind stuck on the ring but
Don't get KO'd when life hit's
And when your taxes come don't you
Go ask where your ice went
And why your car has gone but I
Can tell where your wife went like (uhh)
I wish that it could all be so simple the
Game is mental so don't make me a issue
I ain't gon blow I'ma sneak
Up on you niggas, it's simple
I mean c'mon let's tell the truth who
Want's to die by a missile feel me, Trey
Written by:
ADRIJAN LUBURA
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