Johnny Mansun - FADED FREESTYLE

Since the first time I wrote my first rhyme
I was killing shit
Started off with demons now my demons insignificant
Started off a little big headed, kinda ignorant
I still got a big head difference is they feeling it
She feeling me (ugh)
I said they feeling me woah
I remember when they tried to put a end to me, no
I got enemies (woah)
They were friends to me (woah)
Now they're coming back around like the 70s bro
I got aunties and uncles cousins and nieces and nephews
Man what happens when your family ain't around to protect you
Don't let the world disrespect you
Chew you up and forget you
Treat you like you're not a soul
Everybody gone test you
Just learn the road is a test
Take the one less traveled
Everybody on the highway
I'll stick to the gravel
With my ten toes down and some more bad bitches
Only thing that's gon' be left is the times that we kicked it
I never trip off description I never needed a label
Make my girl do the dishes then put my girl on the table
Make your girl wanna fuck me just cuz she into betrayal
And shit I might let her touch me that ass belong in a stable
Ayy ayy ayy
Now I'm back up in the city
Back up in the city
Back up in the spot with a pretty lil thot
She gone gimme top
She won't ever stop
She a star
She a mother fucking god or a goddess
I don't really know the difference to be honest
I just trynna stack my mother fucking paper like I'm Giannis
That's a promise
You could take that to the bank and make a deposit
And while you're on it
I am iconic
I am a literal prophet just like a comet (ugh)
Cuz either way you cannot stop it (ugh)
You cannot stop me
This is my life, this is your hobby
This is why this shit don't never sound sloppy
Back to the sloppy
Oh, I meant topic
Just like the coffee
In your ***** mouth
We both in it, what's the difference?
I'm not trippin
Make you play the number two like Scottie Pippen
When I'm shittin'with these writtens
Or like MJ playin' against the pistons
How I'm dishing
Feeling like a villain
Game 6 the way that I'm illin'
Changing the game what a feeling
A modern slave what's the difference
My mind in chains cuz I'm missing
The light of change and repentance
The finer things are the simplest
Don't try to fake your appearance
Have everyone see you clearest
Clearer than in the mirror
The man is not there he is on the ceiling
Goddamn man, what a feeling
Feeling like I'm really chilling on the ceiling
Cuz I'm feeling like i'm winning
Make a killing with my vision
Counting millions like I'm richer
Meanwhile I'm richer in spirit oh yeah
Feeling like a space ship
This feeling feel amazing

I love it when you never say shit
Cuz it's when you're faded
We could really fade shit (yuh)
I don't wanna say shit
I stay meditated
Everybody basic (yuh)
Everybody basic
Don't nobody chase it
Get it then replace it (yuh)
Now these writtens on your playlist
Getting really famous
Bitches all trynna show me love
But nothing really changes
Except for my ages
Cuz they always tried to fuck
Since I was young

Always had bitches wetter than a flood
And they show me love
So I show it back
That's cuz my lil mama cat got my cardiac
Talking heart attack
Got it started Pontiac
Like a Cadillac when she put it on the map
Put it on the road
Put it on my **** then she rode
All the way home
Screaming "bitch I'm back" (hah)
I'm just so grateful

Written by:
John Mangialetto

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