HOOLIGAN FREESTYLE

I cannot pretend that you love me
Now I realize that I'm starving
Been on YouTube, see these rappers, they ain't as good as me
See these white girls are shook, that's his fan base
Acting like you from the trenches, look at your family
Daddy bought you at Rolls Royce, you was 13
All these non-talent bitches getting plays
Yeah, the devil must be booked up from all these souls
All these lames doing boring shows
Where's your energy at? Oh wait, you don't got that
Hold up, bet you react
I'm not claiming nothing either, I'm just calling out the fakes
Man, they ain't never seen me talk like this
Purple and blue, ain't no bar going over my head
Stop, call the cops
Killing this instrumental
Say I do too much, but I do too little
Sad music, play the fiddle
Sit still as I murder you
You cannot go bar for bar
All these tracks off the charts
Okay, you got a car
Maxing out your daddy's card
Wanted this since a little kid
Everyone getting sensitive
How you all gonna hate on me when I'm building it from the ground up
You sound dumb
Stop
Hop on the beat, I'm killing it
Hop on the beat, I'm feeling it
Broke boy, but I'm feeling rich
City clock, yeah, it's gonna tick
Have to put all my chips in
Do what it takes to win
Cannot live a normal life
Gonna control my business
Gonna cop the wish list