On My Hip Hop Ish Freestyle

[Verse: Conway the Machine]

Niggas ass-backwards, but I got something for ya’ backwards ass

I blast ratchet, ratchet blast

Knocking my new sh-, loud enough to crack the glass

Set alarms off when I pass traffic, the traffic pass

I had a tragic past, yeah I was a bastard, dad left but that’s another story dog, I let them chapters pass

I had my pen and pad, just me and my pad and pen

I could spit it straight at you or I could spit it backwards then

Yeah I’m first and you last, first I spit in reverse

Reverse and spit a verse, last you and I’m first

I just play with the words, I don’t practice it first

First at practice don’t I? I don’t have to rehearse

What you think I tote the 40 for?

‘Cause I ain’t tryna be dead broke at 44

On the block sеlling rocks at the corner store

If I ain’t on thе tour then ya’ money you get extorted for

I load the 50-shot with the gloves on

Smoking purple  kush listening to love songs

I let the AK off to show you they ain’t stop making guns when they made yours, it’s Conway