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Drakeo The Ruler - Impatient Freestyle (Shot by @LewisYouNasty)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drakeo the Ruler
Drakeo the Ruler
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrell Caldwell
Darrell Caldwell
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hanging out the window, I'm a nutso, klepto Big 40 bulgin', tell me who gon' really bust, though? Heard it was beef, so I brought shit that got nuts on it Preachin' the word, I might be Creflo, hell no Shit gettin' ugly, might have to pour this Mello Yello Sheesh! I'm riding with a felony Niggas is jokes, who cosigned 'em, Bill Bellamy? "The Stinc Team, they gettin' real dollars," bitch, you tellin' me This $50K in real life, fuck all that shit you sellin' me Everybody eatin', smoothie on Big Pun mode Drakeo got that Draco, the fuck I'ma run for? Everybody tough until them guns go "blaow-blaow!" Ralfy, you blindin' me, lil' nigga think he pow-wow Big juice cup, lil' nigga, I'm magic, Don Juan, ugh Man, these niggas with the talkin' Poured in a foreign, oops, I almost Paul Walker-ed Niggas thought it was a joke when I came in with the stockings Hopping out the Batmobile, Bruce Wayne, I'm robbin' Yeah, I'm ill, though, what's the deal, though? Want to rep the Stinc Team, well, hop out and kill somethin' Rollie on my wrist came from long nights of hard thuggin' The acronym is F&N, I ain't really with that bar tusslin' Nigga, fuck the studio, I'm really in the yard thuggin' Pull up on Naomi, fifty niggas in the yard clutchin' We all got Givenchy in my pocket It's 'bout fifty niggas talkin' 'bout they robbed me Bruh, these niggas so silly In the field, rap ain't payin' no bills, it's getting tricky And on top of that, I'm poured and my fingers is gettin' itchy When you see me in the club, niggas know I'm Money Mitch-ing Wrist breaker in the club, it cost me a pretty penny Actin' like they want to get me, niggas playin' like they with it Shoot it with a pussy nigga, hope he find another kidney Pouring fives in the soda, tryna buy another kidney I'm a baller and she know I'll never call unless it's offered Natural breaking gang, no, I'm never faking I got gate scrapes on Maisons My nephew named Mason, who really want to say shit? What's that in your wallet? Shit, bald-head Jasons Ridin' in all black, but the whip Caucasian On the gang that I claim, I just made the roof brainless That's the 2 Greedy Stinc Team, and we don't do no playin' Wake him up, shake him up, chopper make him go ugh Mayday! Man down! I guess he thought he was Suge Run up on Drakeo, shit, I wish a nigga would He must not value life, but, shit, I guess it's understood What's the deal, though? Man, who real, though? It's the Ruler, everybody gotta feel for Oh, you gon' ride for me? Oh, you gon' kill for me? Pull up to this block right here 'cause we for real thuggin' Boom, boom, boom, boom, let that bitch rip If I could write a movie, I would recreate The Exorcist I'm heaven-sent, nigga think twice who you messin' with Givin' niggas hell, 'cause up top, they said the beds was full, shit Crazy, ain't that shit crazy? All this rap beef and sneak dissin' is amazing Silly-ass niggas, please get your Bin Laden up Woofin' to a nigga like I got a million followers Drakeo, calm down, time to turn this to the Holocaust Niggas know who brought the guns, niggas know who havin' fun 'Cause if I call you-know-who, you know the job is done, ugh Come on, this shit regular So cold I do 'em, man Shit, thought I fucked the streets up, but it's regular What'd I say on that other shit? I said what's that in your noggin, ha, no, no, I didn't What'd I say, I said what's that in your wallet, bald-headed Jasons? Nigga don't even carry wallets, all that Man, we ain't with all that sneak dissing, all that shit niggas be doin' Niggas know what time it is, niggas know it's regular Come on, y'all heard me, I'm the truth All that, nigga, slide in the fifty, slide in a Jag Let me know where I'm lying at Come on, let's stop playing, nigga Niggas already got a new rumor Seen 7-18 thugging in the county, niggas know what's up Ahh, tell 'em it go like this I'll beat your big homie up That's how you get that nigga, ugh Come on, stop playing Nigga, you know this shit regular, alright Nigga, shit I'm Mr. Everything, nigga, let's be real Okay, a nigga been had that, been had On some Jawar shit, been had, been had, been had, been had, nigga That nigga said he asked if it's a presi and Obama started laughin' Man, these niggas know the deal, though Free all my niggas, free Rozzy, free Flaco, Nutty Shit, Keeda, Moneybag, free Lucc', Joe, D-Rock, PK, shit Man, free all my niggas, though
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