Freestyle pt. II

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 two 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