Freestyle pt. II (intro)

[Verse]
My vibe electric
Two years I been working hard
Tricks up my sleeve can’t nobody here play my cards
Eight bars on a track all authentic
Send shots to your dome like ballistic
Me and my money link up we connected
This verse ran a course like statistic
All on my way, see me, I’m suspended
Shit, they know I’m protected
Back cause they miss me
On a track, with no hook, it’s a drill beat
CMG he know we go knee deep
On my morals, I stand on 'em 2 feet
And I hide my blessings no one see me
My goals is big I’m feening I’m concrete
And I hate when she yell it’s a pet peeves
Cause I’m all on that ass, I got technique
Now I got bigger dreams it’s secret
Gas got me high now I’m stumping I’m tripping
Like I planned it out I was sixteen
Got my toolie out I was gripping
I can either be working or sleeping
If this stick a slut then I be pimping
I’ma air it out I be swinging
If we get on him, he go missing
Yeah, he’ll go missing

[Outro]
Welcome to my LP, Money Baby
It’s not too long, so I really want you to soak it in
Make sure you get all the juice out
You feel me