Filthy Gears - Filthy Freestyle lyrics

I'm a legend in the making, I had to let 'em know See, I'm from a place that they'll never go I remember I was on the [?] billing phones Now I just jump onstage, pepper shows They can roll with my old ones, I've got better flows Yeah, in your videos, you've got a hella hoes Claim you're a trapstar, what's that, a Z of chrome? Dem man are friends online Dem man dere are just breading though I don't need to bread, I've got tekkers, bro Jump on set, then I let off flows Cold like a winter snow Dash your ting, she on giving blows If you stay with her, you're a flipping joke Wet, wet like a river flow Man said he was gonna ride on me but he didn't though I would send for man But it's peak cause I can't get rid of ghosts I can't mask the scars My Gs ride with heart Bros on firing stars, [?] cards Ride and pop, he's tryna stop What? You've got light and dark, let me fly through yards Can't collide with ours If you hide in war, you ain't kinda hard Try to divide when titans war Say they got flows but they're biting ours Say they got lyrics but they're biting ours These man have got spirit, I'll sky man's ras Right now, I'm livid, reliving my past Surrounded by kittens and arse Zs and bars, I'll run up on dem man and leave it charred Trap hard, everyone's a trapstar Till we lick at your door, what? You've got a brick of the raw? Flick of the sword like give me some more Now I'm cheffing up scores, different reward Man's sick of the law [?] kicks getting rid of this source Couldn't handle no critics before Now I don't know about no limits at all This ting, I'm tryna give it my all But violate, I'm still on grabbing a tool, blaow