Afterlife records - Freestyle motherf**er lyrics

[Verse 1:Johnny] Chilling and spitting on this microphone Don't need my guns ill just leave them at home Don't need to be a gangster if you can spit like a G There isnt just me in the after life motherf**er theres three Resurrected beef from the year 2003 you all lucky for now our flows free Were just chilling typing up a freestyle now losh get on the board and make the crowd smile [Verse 2:Losh] See what you dont know I ain't spit in a while But I stack these paper like files And now I started im not going to stop If you lifes on time you got 3 minuets on your clock Afterlife got you left you looking more f**ed up that 40 glocc And this isn't no motherf**ing joke im a mic that has never f**ing chocked We told you we was bringing back beef lil wayne you f**ing f*ggot you've lost ya teeth Skinny pants and some vans f** that I'mma crack open these whip a** cans And f** you and the rest of young money After life records b**h and we dont think its funny Theres a f**ing big difference between me and you drake Im real your just f**ing fake We are going to take the game by storm And f** buck up in lyrical form