Jazz Cartier - Secrets Safe / Local Celebrity Freestyle lyrics

Part One: Secrets Safe [Verse 1] Hah This is the sh** that make n***as like you wanna knock on my door (aye, aye, aye) Bottled some sh** for a while but now f** it, I had to explode (aye, aye, aye) n***as just wanna control, meanwhile I had the remote Plenty of internal conflict that happened, I had to explode (aye, aye, aye) I been on the up-and-coming, I ain't ever been a runner-up I'm a leader, not a frontman, but I'll let you lil' n***as front La Fleur F-50, who taught you n***as how to stunt? n***as got emotions on criss-cross, go up on the roof n***a, f**in jump Raf Simmons, Rick Owens, so much designer but you living with your mama, dog (and you ain't payin' rent) I'm feeling like Cannon back in '09, I ain't really with the Drumma, dog (you know I ain't with the drama, dog) We ain't got nothing in common dog, unless you putting up commas dog (uh, uh) I'm Roy Batty, Blade Running, sh**, I might hit you with the monologue (wooh) Man down (man down) They be screaming out "Man down!" (man down) n***as used to hate up on 'Cuzzi (right) Now them n***as all fans now (right) Now them n***as got they hands out (right) Yeah, now 'Cuzzi got bands now (right) I made a lot of money, lost a lot of friends (right) It's like I'm building castles in the sand now (right, wooh) I've been dreaming to the fullest (woah) Back when Rodney Mullen had a mullet (woah) Top Gun Cruise, no bullet (woah) I'm just tryna spend a night with Sandra Bullock, lord (right) Ring the alarm (ring the alarm) Tell them be calm (tell them be calm) I do not f** with no chickenheads, please bring them back to the farm (back to the farm) Ring the alarm (ring the alarm) Clear out the dorm (clear out the dorm) Help will arrive in a minute, just make sure that no one is harmed (heh) The recipe for disaster You the type to answer questions, still guessing the answer I'm swift, like Mr. Clean, a n***a mess up the matter But I know n***as say the word'll make him mess with a hammer I plan on, living forever n***a I won't expire n***as tell me to give it up, I tell them "sing to the choir" It's Fraiser, Ali, David sprung Goliath Pastor told me to say a prayer, lit the bible on fire (Hmm) I'm Sleepy Hallowing demons, I'm steady following Under the moon, on top of the hill, with wolves howling n***a Part Two: Local Celebrity My b**h rolling up a blunt If I hit that sh** once, I'll be coughing up a lung Look around the city, can't mimic what I've done A lot of people gonna hate when they notice you the one You was doing fraud? I was selling blow f**ing up a comma got drips down her throat 10 minutes past perfect in the depths of my mind but my n***a still lurking Local celebrities n***a I ain't stressing these n***as Everybody want a plate, I say a blessing for n***as If you really wanna eat, I got the recipe n***a Yeah, I fell asleep to an angel Woke up next to Satan Sold my soul to the devil, I'm as free as a mason Yeah, I got a hundred white b**hes and they all love n***as Yeah, back in highschool, I did 2-a-days Now I'm in the studio every day doing 3 a day I'm just a bad angel with some good intentions n***as want a feature but I'm too expensive sh** They pree what the jargon is I dropped "Set Fire" on em huh? I am not a rapper, I'm an arsonist My name ring bells in every continent n***as wanna blog post now, I'm f**in' with them columnists Swerve right, make a left at the intersection Chillin' in the cut with all this money, need a disinfectant I got a b**h with some lip injections And don't play that weak sh** around me n***a.. I might disconnect it How you doing? Nice to meet ya Cut the cheque, Bye Felicia Yeah I'm better than everybody who coming up n***as know where I be at, who running up? n***a, popped my first M with Auggie Had a n***a on bounce like I'm sitting on laundry Eating sushi, drinking Sake Had a couple wise cracks, but a n***a no Gandhi These new kids metro, I'm still dominion Liquor spilling, molly on the tip, go and lick it, tastes delicious Mama never left the house, in return I had to face the wicked As the only black kid in Idaho, man the sh** was vivid I'm from Toronto where they call it the 6ix Tell labels, don't call unless they offering 6 I'm going off with the grit So off with the sh**s I be screaming out "done know n***a" Jazz in this b**h like a Trombone n***a My sh** finna drop and I postpone n***as Having discharge like the ozone, n***a Roll up to the club with like 3 or 4 n***as Then I leave out the club with like 3 or 4 b**hes That's a light stunt.. n***as ain't safe out here Spring time, n***as flake out here Better hold your weight 'round here Secret's safe out here Yeah, 'Cuzzi