Andy Mineo - Sway in the Morning Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] Feel like I'm boxed in, been slept on like a box spring But when them box offices open, the fam flocks in Who needs the keys to the game when you got the locksmith Cook any beat I get on and serve it to Action Bronson Hit you with the drop kick, uh, you cannot win You got a better chance pole vaulting off of a chopstick 167th, that's where my block is Where dude's serving them potheads, trying to get that guapage Uh, they talking about hip-hop is getting Cloroxed What you think about my color when the flow is tighter than Fort Knox So who cares about my sort of skin If I got lines like the bottom of them Jordan 10's - I'm sure to win Dropping unexpectedly like them red Yeezys Or even them Beyonce CD's I'm gone get this back like LeBron gonna hit the three-peat I said it, when I'm done I'm gonna get a threepeat Yo, I bought the lie that hip-hop sold me, so where's the receipt? Everything they said that was about me - delete At least 25,000 sold on release week And if you ain't never heard of me, well it's time to meet me I told my boys I'm on Sway, they said forreal bro? You better break a leg, but not like Anderson Silva I told them that I think I'll survive, but keep them fingers twisted Two in the middle like Westside! I had to do that one for Tech Growing up on this show, now I'm finally on it, gotta show respect They can't stop me like Yeezy on a rant Can't stop me like Muggsy Bogues trying to play Durant I'm the only rapper with a Go Pro, shooting my own shows So go to AndyMineo.com if you don't know Okay, shameless plug back to the music I ain't even told you the reasons yet why I even do this Student of a dude who lived 33 years of life And showed me what it means to be a servant and sacrifice And it ain't hard to name, the fella that I'm talking about Jesus the God - not Charlemagne I went to college up in Harlem mayn I guess Jermaine ain't the only rapper who got bars, and a brain Encore, they telling me to please stay So I told Dre to cue it up, that's my DJ Life's moving fast I need a slow-motion replay You lying, only time you did a bid was on eBay God is dead, that was said by Nietzsche Hip-hop is dead the legendary MC's say Yo I'm proof that both are wrong and if you don't believe me You finna take a L like that grey train to BK Get to walking, get the cheesecake So ill you can't treat me, like a party on weekdays Sway everyday we get it let me eat pray, pray Now for 'em now we get it, aye