King Los - U Be k**in Em Freestyle lyrics

Never been a woulda coulda shoulda man My sh** is fabolous de-de-de-de-de-de-damn There's a lot of b**h n***as actin fly now You on the ground n***a I jus brought the sky down Need sum diamonds in your watch you could borrow mine That's a reminder ya'll n***as "on borrowed time" And I'm feelin big everybody smaller den me So they lookin up to me even if they taller den me You ain't never live a word of what your mouth speakin Your whole sh** made up n***a house keepin My money stack not a funny cat worry me I hand out a** whoopins with money back guarantees Apparently you get hype and play roles You talk like a pimp, but you wife and pay hoes I'm bout 8 months from that white and grey Rolls Russel sweatsuit with the breitling face froze In them reebok cla**ics white and grey soles Holding my nuts doing my best michael j pose Hope you like to take notes cause you sloppy, imperfect So the best you could ever do is copy my worst sh** Your hearse flip from what I'm loading in the gauge So you ain't gotta wait to roll over in your grave Cavalli shades, fresh fade, Gucci link on Front row at the fight light, Lukki with the mink on And my girl go harder than 6 Compton b**hes Red bottoms on look like she been stompin b**hes Yea we gettin them amounts you will never see I got a brick o' swag for every ounce of your jealousy From what they tellin' me, I seem to be the man A boutique boy that cop sneakers in japan Lampin' on the island jus to see a decent tan So have my money in total "Kima Keisha Pam" All this ice on my wrist that's a risk factor You wouldn't need this much ice for a wrist fracture N roll with a clique full a chick snatchers So we didn't really want your b**h it was just practice I flick ashes off a yacht deck All I do is come to a chin like a mock neck Stop dat I'm from a hood where they never smile n***as make that tre pop like kevin liles My city never blink they be thinkin' cash And stay clappin' on a n***a like pinky a** That thing flash they snatch chains and curse Gettin that dirty money no last train to Paris So to all you rap lames and other s**as I bet this mack maine leave you in the gudda gudda Motherf**er, spend a day in these streets and see n***as a do the unthinkable for a lease a key Uhhh need as soon as them fed swing through They Draked on you damn I ain't know you sing too King who? run what? we can all a**ume You got knocked cause all your goons use autotune Meanwhile I Lebron ball, john wall Give me the mic I give em the light sean paul Haters stay tuned I got a lot of sh** in store Best to ever do next stop bidding war