The Multiverse Freestyle

[Intro]

Aight, I'm ready man

I ain't think I was gonna memorize this shit

But I got it memorized, so

Let's go

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

Okay, it's lookin' like the youngest catchin' up to you

No diamond records but I'm coming brack it up to you

But I got platinum acting like that ain't enough for you

I have disgust for you, nah I got love for you

See I'm amazed with all the diss that I been feelin' here lately

Flow's crazy like Ye, I mean crazy like Ye

BCA, please don't hate me, in fact Ye praise me

They don't intimidate me so all these rap lames hate me

Kinda remind mе you was making tracks to JAY-Z

From [?] tell me, you get slappеd in the face

When niggas hated on your raps, way back in the day

You had to rap to put them niggas back in they place

You still want grace, then show me grace, how you see jackin' with Drake

But see I'm casually great, that shit be wrackin' their brains

Tryna remember what it felt like to be in their primes

And how I make it feel whack when they see me in mines

So they say so and so is better like my name ain't—

Truthfully man, I know I'm better, 'cause the game ain't... changed

Been seven years and countin', they don't know how to work

This took the game out... do my thang now it's perfect

[Verse 2]

I'm facing their urges, I'm thinkin' of verges

Then flame these niggas, now I'm layin this verse

Shit be insane, these niggas still thinkin' I'm worthless

Niggas lame, so niggas can't hang

She say I got a big **** with the curve in it

And she be surfin', all kind of [?] on this shit

Spit words, get these bitches mad wet

Fuck them disses in your verse, nigga I get rep, mad respect

I'm ten times plat, you can laugh at that

I'm ten times, better than half of who's spittin' they friends' rhymes

That's 'cause I pen mines, don't even try to mention classes, boy, I did mine

They like, "Do another," I looked at 'em like [?]

No rushin', I'm big time, I'm comin' up big time

Up on the incline, why they stick they legs out when I'm at the finish line?

I [?] when it's rent time

Fuck up out my face if you hit on me anytime

Lucky I got paid, I ain't mad, just give me mine

This time, I'mma wait until you incentivize

Missed my chance, probably missed it like twenty times

Rich by chance, so I been tryna double mine and triple mine

Duckin' all the simple-minded

With the [?] face, fuckin' up my inner conscience

Shit is nonsense, what would I be without faith?

Talkin' to the stars, tell these [?] "About face!"

Walk into the bar, shot of greatness, no clout chase

I'm just glad I made it, bitch, I made it through the drought phase

Through the pout phase, Tiller with the frowny face

I used to down in hate, real depression

The real lesson is make sure to give [?]

The real blessin' is [?]

I'm still pressin', [?], I'm still a threat, Tiller

[Ending]

Damn

You know—you know, niggas be like "Don't rap"

"We don't want to hear that, don't rap"

And I be like "Don't cap, don't, don't

Don't be actin' like it's whack, don't, don't

We both know it ain't that, ho, no

[?] it's 'cause I made Trapsoul

But you can't spell Trapsoul without 'rapsoul,' I'm back, ho!"

BTA is on the way

I didn't rap much on this one so I figured I'd let some bars off

But, uh, yeah, I'm excited for y'all to hear that

It's gon' be a great one, man, it's gon' be great