Milo Case - Dark Times (Freestyle)
I Jell Os and spoonfeed you how I made it happenA hobby they never taxing
A few shawties at my party relaxing
Conserving they energy for some later actions
Shit, we don’t even speak in passing
My ol girl arthritis just didn’t have us mashing
I kick game too vicious, some shit she couldn’t fasten
Oh boi she love to act sassy when I’m around the masses,
Was all cappin so I sent that ass back to Manassas, I just looking for action
I don’t want you unless you fillin up the safe with me
The way I move, it’s never safe with me
So I got Mase wit me, Taj, JK, Co, and Nate wit me
Just to run it up and yeah the race fit me
I’m tryna chase Diddy
The Crown usually 40 but had to pay the 50
Shit, anything to keep my team litty
Man I’m bussin out the seams guess the seams never seemed to fit me
Then buss off them seams like I’m Ken Griffey
Call me King Case at my estate know we do what it do
Grab ya girlfriends shawty cause they meeting my crew
And my niggas always down for whatever, for the worst or for better
We trap souls but we never do tell her (Tiller)
Living to the fullest with the fullest of swishers
Snapping on every beat I got tape full of pictures
Prefer my nights with my boys and table of sisters
Instead of the stage, just reciting for listeners
That’s all business
Tell the dealer to hit the tint and I’m done
Now, Ain’t nobody fuckin with son
And if being completely honest I been riding on them scooters
Just so shawty peep my drip hitting brunch
I been flowing since 08, just knew I was nice
And just like the power puff, added sugar and spice
She said she never see me, I said she losing her sight
Cause I see her every time and take the pen and then write, that get me in for the night
But I never think about the follow-up
I been on the grind, that promotion got commas up
Tryna stop pollution, they flying me out United
But the problem lays where I’m not invited, I was telling the pilot
It’s hard having passion for two, probably why I don’t show my passion for you
She like Case please, tell her she better get up with Steve
How she looking for the clues in my blues
I just soothe and remove, choose and refuse
It’s feeling like a cycle now
I told her that it was final, like we title bound
And it’s a sweep, but we ended up moppin, I got the heat, we Harlem shake in the locker, see no one can stop us
I get the pass, then drop step like Udonis
Draw the D, and now she looking astonished
She want me to slam dunk, like the ice in the tonic
But I’m just taking my time, I’m 23 and haven’t got to my prime
Written by:
Miles Braxton
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