Gilbere Forte - Lord Knows Freestyle lyrics

[Gilbere Forte] I fast forward to my living expense to a loan Everybody took up my style, we was all gentlemen Who let pussies in Mr. Chow's? Whine all night No liquor could make me smile, napkins for amateurs Legends bring me the towels, the concierge be the b**hes you Instagram now I'm in the lobby of the Gora Gauwdan, go to Japan, n***as see what I'm on Now Twitter, Twitter you f**ing literal cases, one hit away And I'm never touching the bases, top-back models I'm never touching they faces, my money's bilingual I'm never considered racist, try to make me a lord, you couldn't praise me n***a You couldn't, Nicholas Cage me n***a, wicker man, get your a** flamed my n***a There are no fallen rocks, I'm my own Jigga It all goes left as if God sent me a child, the world ain't big enough For a n***a birthed with my style ‘cause I ain't giving out batons To a n***a swallowing bulbs, eating lettuce off of raps that ain't even your song Don't be mad at swag ‘cause you couldn't manage it on If you trying to be everybody, then how do you live alone? Jerome White, turn them motherf**ing cameras on This is something I need you to document, other rappers trying to hide You eyes will knock your pen crazy, shut up the n***as That's trying to Patrick Swayz-me and the rest of ‘em try to play me to shame It ain't my fault they trying to live out my dream A hundred thousand dollars kept my n***a to his name, loyalty is first You n***as should know the game, you n***as should know the game Lord knows, Lord knows I'm never living in vain All the diamonds I dreamed of having would never see a chain All the places I done been, I just can't remember they names Bright lights will never shine on the plane, Atlanta strips on a beach is simply insane Don't brag about the things you simply couldn't imagine Sitting in gasoline and playing with a couple of matches I'm everywhere but I'm working on public access, you can't see me? Then stop trying to be me or maybe you see me for what I am I think I got a good complexion, I don't need another tan I never wash a hand that I always had in the dirt Keep the earth around my wrist to show how the sh** worse It was three years ago when I was living on a verse I do believe in God but you will never see me in church Fake n***as, set yourself in encouragement I don't believe in a lot of sh** so what you encouraging? The glory of most stories will bring in I look at my own and still wonder how I did it I haven't slept the way I did before I f**ing started Just finding comfort on couches worth money I need to fill on Waking up every hour to phone calls from my ex friends Who claim they want me to win just to benefit them If I am legend, how can I be defeated? Lord knows