Passing Me By (Freestyle)

[Verse 1] Born to be that nigga, nigga hate me more, winnin' makes me more Dollars make me smile, wanderin' in and out these stores I done put the work in, got to pay me now Hip-hop let me down Niggas stole my style, still hold my title, nigga Ferragamo shades, all I know is pain, Vera Wang Alexander M-C, at your queen, players never change Seven chains, hit whatever range, slim vanilla frame Victory feels heavenly, for that I'll go through hell again Niggas turnin' groupie, want the glow so bad Pockets full of linen, broken dreams is all you had Talkin' big shit 'bout your dad, got emotions like a bitch Lyin' your cubics off with a Pinocchio click More than a thousand lines for pickin' Give me a moment, I'll deliver Take a trip through South Jamaica, never seen a frozen nigga Doper than all of y'all, combine the heat in this nationwide You lost your motherfuckin' pride, ain't got no stripes This M.O.B for life if you ain't got winnin' in your eyes It's too many drugs, all the deception in your brain I'm gettin' love, you came to see, I'm M.V.P I 3D up the room, Franklins 'round the clock, won't stop This is for the block, nice to know you You ain't no goon, go get a job A pack of somethin', steal and rob You kissin' ass to feel involved I'll get you sawed, won't look my way, runnin' your fingers off Everybody green, no grape, hey!..day-dreamin' 'bout this paper Hear it callin', I envision yellow women by the layer Now the most anticipated, I was the underrated I'm your favorite rapper's favorite, my ways are super player But still I stand right here I reek of O.G. pink rosé and Blue Chanel I made a promise to my people, give 'em hell until I die So pick one out of your camp, you can't All the money in the world won't get you stamped I'm (?), hard times ain't gonna last forever Shit, somethin' got to give, it's better on the other side, huh? Build me a dollar bridge, plea, God bless my momma, kids Send me all they problems, I'll be fine with this Move Bentley and time, heavy's my mind I twist You ever touch my section, saw me representin' My words so real they resurrect me when I'm gone, I bless 'em Hit minus, won't meet up and do it, won't be no protection The reaper got big room for dummies You ain't gettin' no fuckin' money