Closer To My Dreams Freestyle

[Verse]

Pourin' fives to the face, no, I cannot be your lame buddy

F&N Chananay just to stop all the mean muggin'

Quit the tough talkin', these niggas be butt hoggin'

Margiela fence hopper, really, what you wanna do?

The nerve of these kids, I got money that's longer than you

Closer to my dreams so I guess I'm gettin' higher

Everybody Deebo, huh? 'Til it's down goes Goliath

I been sippin' since the Mayans, silly nigga, be quiet

Poured off a whole, almost lost my soul

Might beat the high speed chase but almost lost my goal

Niggas wanna hate me, sheesh, but tryna steal my mojo

Shoot him 'til hе death, niggas sayin' I'm so-so

Evisu sweatsuit, beggin' ET to phonе home

The True Religion jeans and that belt is a no-go, Mister Solo

Came in this game with my own flow

This twenty-four K but niggas thinkin' it's rose gold

When I pass you better catch, listen to Tony Romo

Mister No free shows, Drakeo ain't with that free promo

Mister Moseley goin' cold so cuffin' me is a no-no

I'm a bozo, yes indeed, I'm a loco

We go all around the world, nigga, Marco Polo

They like fasho' though, we know Drakeo, you like the stone folks

Any sense of the blasphemy, hangin' niggas from long ropes

Drakeo stop gassin', you done, not even no more, stupid

Fuck you niggas talkin' 'bout?

Don't need T-Pain on the remix to make you niggas walk it out

I'm a felon with a mic, I'm a felon with a pint

Quick to Roy Jones Junior, I told you these hands nice

Got all this cheese in my hands, these niggas know I can't stand mice

Think twice before you niggas try to step to me

Two-two-threes go through vests for all you deputies

Rob me? He high off heroin, even some ecstasy

Stop testin' me, you are not with all that flexin' shit

If I could write a movie I would re-create the exorcist

I'm excellent, hoes tellin' me I'm heaven-sent

Oops, that's the plug callin', hopefully the message sent

Ooh, they wanna hit me with the Suge

Give me mayday, man down before a nigga think he could

Drakeo the bully breaker, rap life, I fully major

Killin' and feastin', I got the Tommy Gun with the apron

Drakeo, calm down, hell nah, man, these niggas fake

Walkin' through the jungle crushin' snakes in my Bathing Apes

Shoot you while the news present, you wanted to be famous

They major pain, snakes and fakes, gettin' money from day to day

This watch on my wrist apparently tells the day and date, ooh

Man, you niggas need to sit down

Snub nose on me and you can get the whole six rounds, clown

Now we lookin' for your bitch now

I had to let Chanaynay sing, tell me how that bitch sound, nigga