Dynasty - Work (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse: Dynasty] Once again it be the ghost that gotta n***a to jump I'm the n***a preaching hope & y'all related to Trump & I don't really like to gloat but y'all be making me stunt Sacrificing all my morals, y'all be making me bunt Getting faded off the roc and now I'm rolling a blunt Wonder how he keep it real & get the people to bump f** if n***as wanna recognize the sk** now I got the fam, real fans & they still round I know you thinking Ima slip but my grip so G. I Fire from the lip, grab a clip like T. I Gotta let it rip, that's a hit like B. I Metaphors sick, I'm the sh**, you could see why Gimme the award, Rivera with the form Pitching out the heat, this is the era of the storm Thunderclap rap, under that mat I'm the key, guarantee I gotta cover that track It's bigger than a pun A n***a havin fun If rap is my religion, gotta kick it to a nun sh**tin on my lungs That's a matter of tree Light skin tellin Jimmy he ain't blacker than me Harden after the 3 I be cookin it up They be hearing the bars then they be lookin it up Like n***a who in the f** This n***a dynasty's up? How he shooting for the stars coming outta the tuck Bout to knuckle the puck I'm the mightiest duck & that's word to Bombay, got a swagger like Russ This ain't OKC n***a Do Re Mi Keep the rhythm rather raw, word to ODB Shout to Lox Now replace that O, YOU gon get this work You gon love this show