Nate The Warlock - Nate the Warlock *FREESTYLE* lyrics

Verse 1: Yo, I remember when I was younger And I had dreams of going to Syracuse Until I realized that the street life was like a noose Around my neck Trying to put me in check While I was all into trying to get checks I'm trying to get this money like Meek Mill Get my Feel 100 dollar bills Ain't doing sh** man I got new wheels Hundred Million Dollar Car That sh** bring me so far But how far would any of that sh** get you in life If you don't learn any of the morals Here's a tutorial Grow a Dick Be a Man I never understood how a n***a could hit their own b**h Man I'm just trying to get rich But I've already told you all that Just trying to get my Mom in a better estate I swear that I'm done with all this sh** It's all fake I'm just doing me Being the illest MC It's been this way since 2003 I don't care here's a fake ID saying "Im 18" now give that Liquor HAHA! That's what a lot of n***as be saying But I ain't about that Trying to make a b**h snicker Man these b**hes likes snickers All they try to do is me Now you better get the f** off me Before I shoot a b**h Verse 2: I'm still the same kid from the sixth grade That used to have everything made Just kidding I never had anything made I had to get payed Trying to put in work I was use to having to work the corners Selling all them d** Hanging with them older guys I was in between thighs By the age of 9 Fine b**hes always surrounded me [?] Snitches get clapped up If they want to say something get slapped up This ain't no Lil' Durk so don't be asking who I am Because you n***as already knew Stop acting stupid I awlways knew you were a little retarded But I never knew you were that dumb Now here is something funny I got a green thumb so I'm growing Marijuana Plants [?] I had a b**h coming Coming for my checkbook to see how much money I'm making I don't even f**ing care Say a number if you got it man Now, Nate the Warlock the realest The illest n***a I don't even care I be preaching But I don't even believe in God Because that n***a's a fraud Don't even tell me that sh** I don't believe in nothing I only believe in myself Because where are you going to make it in this cold world Verse 3: I've been an OG It's been this way sense of ever know myself Look at all this Wealth Million Dollar Stacks Don't even care about the flow all your sh** wack I be making money that the n---- Selling crack make [?] like it's f**ing Halloween Used to eat Lean Cuisine because that's all we could Afford Now I'm driving around in a Million dollar Ford I calla Impala But I don't even give a f** man Because all of yall' n***as are Some f**boys Yall' n***as are toys I din't think that I could mess it up But when it comes to yall' n***as this Is just funny Diss: Yo, C-Rands Shut your b**h a** up over there b**h I'm still here I'm still fly I'm still who everyone talks about