C.ROB - Convict Freestyle (Prod.GHOST) lyrics

I k** like a convict, I just might blow like bin laden. I just might blow up your conscious, I tick in the booth then let out that bomb sh**. Catch me on the islands chilling and shining just like a diamond. You here rewinding all of my songs, but I'm not minding. I'm just gold mining taking my time but f** it I'm timeless. The future me f**ing up commas. I'm just being honest. Metaphors oh metaphors. Greatness what I'm headed for. Yeah I ball b**h check the score. I'm too lit I'll never bore. Life's a b**h and d**hs a who*e. If you live with God he'll open doors oh what a life I got in store, I just might die if I snore. I got dreams so I can sleep. I count blessings and no the sheep. I'll make minks out there wool and that's just how hustlers think. I'm c.rob n***as test me like Act's and I pa** them like std's you can ask them I got degrees. I'm the hottest word on the street on the street and I'm honestly packing heat. You can feel it when I speak, and I creep no TLC this that dope sh**, that hold your nose sh**. Better hope you notice dopeness. You better focus on the rebel no ole miss. I'm gone let that soak in.