Freestyle w/ Statik Selektah Showoff Radio 1/28/16

[Intro]

Shade 45

[Verse]

Watch how you talk to me or get your jaw broke

When I speak it's like the Lord spoke

Homie the safety on the 4 broke

Fuck ya vest, I ain't aiming at your torso

Its a wig shit when the 4 blow

Woah- and I ain't on a fucking tour so

I'm masked up running in your shit looking for your doe

The OG7 was [?]

My team vs their team

We swept them niggas 4 - 0 (Oh)

How many grams do you want?

On my grizzy I wore the same pants for a month

Tre pound got a gam on the front

Silencer on the pump the size of a coke can on the front

Homie smoked his man, he behind the wall sick

Imprisoned for killing his dog like Vick

Kick in his door for them all white bricks

A lot of niggas spitting don't got bars like this

I don't fuck with a nigga if we ain't been cool

I ain't got shit for a nigga, but Mac 10 wounds

I spit the illest shit, I vision it

Before I even pen them sentences

I close my eyes and the pen move, huh

I see you niggas and your thin jewels

Don't make me show up to your show with like 10 goons

Shot up the scene on his yellow bike

Little homie shot the scene on his pedal bike

Went from sellin' [?] to mailing kites

I'm puttin' on when they home, I can set 'em right

Who you playing with, homie, it ain't a game, you know the name

You say you got guns, it ain't a thang

I will aim, I keep Macs around me like Wayne, hol' up

[Interlude]

Can I get another one?