OTR Freestyle

Yes, sir, baby, On The Radar Radio freestyles Yo, Sleepy Hallow in the building I'ma step out, he gon' step in and body this, alright? Hold on It's a wrap when I get in my zone, start glitchin' They play with that boy and he clickin' Smack a nigga like Will, I ain't had me a Smith I was tryna bag it and flip it (Satorii) Say you love me, I'm onto you bitches They don't love me, they lovin' the riches Had to chill, I was movin' too vicious I gave Fresh one, I don't need two bitches Brand new glizzy, I make it extend Slipped once, I ain't fallin' again Cut you off, we ain't talkin' again And I came in a Lamb, but I left in a Benz Fuck it up, I was born to win Back then, I just felt I was born to spin If I up it he gone again I told bro to get 'еm he do it again Let me stop, I been focusеd on money, uh 'Cause mommy ain't raise no dummy I do this for days I was broke and bummy Had a gun, I ain't had no honey I slid on the jakes that day they got on me Where I'm from, you get shot by your homie Where I'm from, you can't hang, you don't know me You gotta move tact when you slide on your doley Lil' bro used to hop out the-, hold on Baby, I'm back for real Uh, I'm movin' tact for real What's that? Girl, that's the strap for real Don't lack, that's how you get killed But you ain't gotta be in the field You could go to school and be real You got a nine to five, so what? Tell them niggas you could pay bills Fuck it, I'm livin' life like I love it Sometimes I just wanna dub it Shorty an eater, I ain't tryna cuff it What you talkin' soundin' like rubbish I don't like parties, I don't like clubbin' If I go, then the Glock comin' (Uh, what? If I go, then the Glock, hold on) Gotta watch who call your girl Gotta watch who call your mans Lil' nigga, the world is yours, make some money, then do it again She try to play you, don't want you to win It's gon' hurt when you fuckin' her friend You should ask her where she wanna cry In a Lamb' or up in a bed? Heard the feds all up on my head They said that we let it off and we fled You think Sleepy gon' tell on the gang? I'm like, "Nigga, I'd rather be dead" Like, "Fuck it, I'd rather be gone" Don't forget who was puttin' you on Had your chance, but you took too long Like, I gotta chill, can't do too wrong Like, like, baby, I'm not one of them Kiss and tell, we ain't fuckin' again He a rat, I can't trust him again If he snitch once, he'll be snitchin' again Body different, I said it again I been growing, I'm clippin' my ends They like, "Sleepy, he did it a-, uh" They like, "Sleepy, he did it again"