6 God (Freestyle)

I heard niggas sleeping on me

And I got the heater just incase they creeping on me

Niggas booking me for shows 'cuz they know that im a problem

Tell my niggas get a plate, we gon eat, nomore starving

Big homie Li thats my muhfuckin nigga

And the big homie Jay said imma make you richer

Im workin' workin' workin' January to December

Gotta grind cuz ain't nothing like the feeling of a winner

Im trynna live life got a lot on my agenda

In puerto rico ridin' 4 wheelers in the winter

I wanna be a boss, Ion wanna be a killer

And yeah I got the work but ion wanna be a dealer

I wanna be something muhfuckas can remember

Ya niggas yelling sign her somebody better get her

I remember when you rappers ain't never wanna listen

MA you gotta chill, nah nigga I ain't finish

Its time you pay attention, A beast is in existence

Fuck having bars, nigga im the prison

Ion see no competition, only money in my vision

Yo MA they hatin on you, its funny that you mention

Cuz first they hate on you, then they duplicate ya image

Yeah you could say im wack, that ain't a fact thats ya opinion

And yeah you prolly rap, but that dont mean you gifted

You could talk about money, but that dont mean you get it ahhh man

Ya done got me heated cuz all you niggas trash, it must be what you eat

Yo why the fuck these niggas breathing

Yo tell these wack rappers beat it

Im grindin' all mornin' all noon and all evening

No resting no nappin' no laying no sleeping

We working all weeeeek and all weekend

The hustle is a drug so fuck it im OD-ing

And I know you dykes watchin me, I already peeped it

You could never bee me so pussy keep dreaming

Im a nightmare, this pipe here leave you right there

Red Liiife, thats the gang we dont fight fair

Im so ahead of you niggas, light-years

Check after check after check no Nike airs

Put the hot thing to ya head leave a price there

They like that's a nigga spitting, nah thats a dyke there

Put ya money where ya mouth at or put the mic there

Im gettin' money, bitches wanna cuff, dont have time there

She said she want paradise well I can bring ya mind there

Open up ya legs put my mmm all inside there

Im a queen with a K sitting in my high chair

Nigga im from Brooklyn you could lose ya life there

Niggas can't rap and they people lyin' to em

Nigga im a beast im a fucking lion to em

Ooo you ain't tuff, why the fuck you lying to em

Thats the type of shit that make me put the iron to em

Put the fire to em

Fuck a lion, im a giant to em

Got the wolves with me and I can have you crying to em

Cry wolf cry wolf pussy cry wolf !

50 K racks

Lookin' like 5 books

Get money

Stop worrying 'bout me cuz nobody heard of you but everybody heard of me

M.A !