Mic Merkers Freestyle (Mixtape Madness) E

Them man are driving round bangers I spent six on my first whip To beep my horn in traffic Catch me swerving through Clapton In my Moncler, eight bills You can't afford my jacket Chilling playing chess in my Louis creps Thinking bout the days when I couldn't Buy a Q of peng They're like "Where's your new vid? " I'm like "Bear with him" I've got a man on test run I threw a half a square at him I should be on a first class plane to Miami But I can't cause I'm on Bail for some madness Swag mad fam, I shoulda done fashion All my clothes foreign like I speak another language I took it for the team Cause I'm my brother's keeper I got shanked nine times but I Ate that like a pizza I remember school times Getting cussed by my teacher But now I've got more guap than my teacher I had shh holding my beater Tryna gas teacher to slag the whole nina Them times there I was travelling from Me, Biggz and Smokes bro The real money team cause And I just finished school in like '08 Caught a arms charge Now I'm tryna beat the whole case Looking down, I've got Gucci on my loafers Called the Roc Boys and I Ain't talking bout Hova's And you can get it from the AM to the PM I took a little violation, that reason being T bought that ting down Fam it sent my nigga Veen And they're lucky he didn't see them My whole fucking life's been hard G But I smile when I look at my Carti My link for me said there's new sums Come and see him But I'm still mad I lost three tings And I ain't pull up in the flyest cars Cah they're flagging all my Motors dem for firearms Armed jakes telling me "Get Out" with their beaters Telling me to put my fucking hands Where they can see them