CBA freestyle

I just woke up, I miss my date How do I tell her I CVA? Jump online, I [__] on my name How do I tell her we be the same? How do I know if they’re real or fake? Change my flow and they don’t complain I’m heating up like the microwave That boy don’t rap, he just seeking fame Grew up on BBK Feel like [__], can’t run out of bars Me versus them, it’s night and day 24/7, I’m live If not, I could change my name like Clay London town, born and raised So don’t ask me why I rap this way Pre-Chorus Skip a beat, but I don’t mean heart attack Champion cocoa butter Feel like a light-skin starter pack I got an expensive palate Can’t eat pasta without the parmesan I bring that fire like Rasta man I’m on that cake like marzipan You can’t walk one inch in my USA Cups All my com trucks, my spam man’s fed So much you think my name Elon Musk Tell a label I’m like Uber Lux I cost a few more bucks If I did Ancestry.com You’d realize hands and slide not one of us Alien, treat this 500-cap venue Just like it’s a stadium My name hot like a horror But I’m so cold, I’m Scandinavian Been expensive way before Trump was taxing If you want a bad man Put on a belly and link with a hood accent This A&R talking so much [__] That I left that Zoom with pink eye Big man, but I don’t grip knife Unless I’m uptown whipping up My diamonds dance Don’t need disabled permit I left them busy In this life I design it I’m a killer, and them man— 8 a.m., gotta rise up quick 9:00 a.m., drive by my strip 10:00 a.m., hit reps in gym Fly booth My [__] bro still make cash off a flip Line still ring and the cat still cool But these times I wanna see him go legit His mum’s proud And I can make bread in a drought Northeast, west, or south Still get about Slap man up like “well done, Chris” Do my dirty, I’m like “Did Peter Crouch hit top bins?” Please don’t [__] me up in the Vic You must’ve forgot what important is You must’ve forgot what important is, man Outro Live in the city, pretty boy No grinding, no 9 to 5 But it’s been still all facts, no fiction Don’t shoot the messenger, you know Heat. Heat Let go