Johnny Danger - B.W. Freestyle Lyrics

If you go and sell ya soul
You are not a boss
Look at lessons I learned
That is not a loss
Niggas sayin' they G's
Better knock it off
I be right on my shit
Never fallin' off
On lock
Vice grips
With a perfect form
Niggas couldn't stop this with an octagon
One time for my brothers in them prisons now
I'll fulfill all your dreams through my visions now
Nah, my style aint free but it's bitten now
Fuck a freestyle, shit harder when it's written down
Goofy rappers better duck cause i'm spitting rounds
N3M, we them Doves with the different sound
Bunch of stand up niggas, never sitting down

Bad bitch show titts
Like it's Mardi Gra
Niggas sayin' that they hard
But they hardly are
I Cop a pair of nice kicks
When i'm feeling bored
Pussy niggas tried to burn bridge
I'ma burn'em for it
You could show a nigga love
They'll burn you for it
See myself in them rooms
I been gunnin' for it
Oh he like to throw shots
He a funny boy
Let a nigga slide like once
Then i can't ignore it
I remembered back then
Mama wheeled a Ford
Fast forward a few years
Now she in Accord
In a couple more years
Picture baby boy
Telling you to go and pick house
Slammin' Bentley doors
Couple niggas had they time
Well not anymore
I could tell these niggas envy
Feel it in my core
We just let'em take shots
And we get the board
And them waves yall riding bouta hit the shore
Know you feel the boy

Shoutout to them pussy niggas who done wrote us off
Most these niggas get they beef turned to stroganoff
Had a lot on my plate, got me bloated yall
Surviving tough times on this island
You get voted off
Niggas dwelling on the past like it's no tomorrow
Me and Gang on they ass
You can't call it off
I been putting in work, never calling out
We just wanna rep the South, what are yall about
Shoutout to them pretty bitches who was not playing
I been running with them wolves that you not slaying
I can't really help but feeling like i'm hot man
Quick to make a bad bitch sing like roxeann
Ian really quick to tell
But I got plans
You should really be afraid of what i'm not saying
Everybody wanna claim that they top ten
Ian really focused on these niggas or the opps plans
All these niggas got excuses
Nigga drop then
Every nigga got a glock
Who gone pop then
Tryna run me up a check in my crocs then
Sit and take a couple shots with my fuckin' pops man
You could never get the keys when we locked in
Brand new Smith and Wesson
i am not playing
Heard'em say I aint the one
Niggas stop playing
And they know not to touch like the hot pan
You can tell it by the whip that I hop in
Young nigga push the Chevy like a drop man
Niggas can't claim goat if they pop man
And my city aint gone love us til we popping
Told my homies from go it aint no stopping
Young nigga beat the odds, I got options
Watch my brother toss the pack like an option
And you jealous niggas never had me boxed in
Yeah we locked in