Cyhi The Prynce - Tim Westwood Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm at the London edition with an abundance of b**hes The only way I save them, if they becoming a Christian Growing up I made the dumbest decisions But this is what you get when your son was on Ritalin And other prescriptions while stuck in detention My n***as got tats on they face like they come from New Zealand Who thinks k**ing's a wonderful feeling So like a treadmill, n***a, don't make us run in the building Tim tell [?] I'm the best to ever do it Kendrick Perkins with the strap, I hardly ever shoot it Got a pair of barracudas and I ain't scared to use 'em Every time I let 'em off it's kinda therapeutic I was very real, recruited to be a student of hip hop First I dropped out then I start moving ziplocks Grew up in Forest Park up the street from the big lots Who you are today you are tomorrow, b**h, that's a wrist watch Everything I write is murder, I'm Hitchco*k Your favorite rapper I'm on his heal like a flip flop At the end of weak people, of course I was pissed off Cause people dying' overseas who don't Crip walk I'm a leader like four cups Tell [?] to hit they guts I swear to God, this ain't no sh** I'm making up Everything I said it vain is how I take my blood Me and Skepta in the studio burnin' down the bush I'm in London with a thousand pounds of kush No really, a thousand pounds of kush But in Atlanta that's 28 grams Don't make me pull your card, you fraud like credit scams n***as wanna k** me, they jealous I never am So David tell Jesus I'm 'bout to go BethleHAM Cause my guns is like soph*more albums, they never jam I told Ye I'm bout to go to Tim Westwood The only thing he said is make sure you dress good If my current b**h ain't watching this then my ex could Even though we started on the left foot I'm a genius, but I never read a textbook Cause my trappin' was jumpin' out the gym, n***a, Westbrook From Stone Mountain to Tech Wood Huh, lookin' for my next next jux Can't remember the last time I slept good Okay, I might not got the best hooks But I wouldn't wish these bars on nobody My n***a, God bless Shook [Verse 2] Some people say they never heard of me, I guess that's alright I don't expect a n***a to know me, n***as barely know Christ Listening to my radio, writing raps in my computer Don't that sound like a stereotype? I been big since a kid, I live a Terio life Still brisk on my fleece for them material flights Can't be crying' 'bout a b**h who was never your wife These hoes won't even bring flowers to your burial site Canary on ice, my hood full of Israelites Dyin' over Jordan like Joshua Jericho fight I'm 5'7", but people still look up to me Plenty fights with Drako, I swear that sh** done toughened me He kept a cold pistol on him and drew, luckily He ain't k** a n***a, all I got was a bloody tee This the sh** that'll make you call your partner like "Last night Cyhi said some sh** that really stuck with me" I was out there movin' with them gangstas, but that wasn't me Real recognize real, rock a DJ Mustard beat I got a first pound from my Dogg, I think Daz what Kurupt-ed me Last night me and God talked He said "you can't complain, look how much your watch cost" Naw, I'm not gettin' paws off But I'm the best thing to happen to the street since the sidewalk, n***a