Young Don - Shook Ones freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Don] Lotta people say they real Lotta people say they real but they full of sh** Open up their toilet mouths,Don't hesitate to fill the sh** Opportune is all it takes when you tryna take a hit,Make a pick Back to when, when I started making better sh** Learning the basics of writing lyrics I'm spitting, I'm kinda sickened You n***as is actin kitten Why you do that to ya selves Put my music on the shelf Threw some warning shots atchu Now you asking me help Go against the pastor preaching What's my reason Switching up like the seasons See my motion through the picture Ambition drive me differ You can't tell me any different Only i can tune my engine Hope you listen I'll be staring at you waiting at the finish Only Rhyming cause its easy Always knew that b**h was sleazy Asking me all these questions like "why you had to leave me" Im off doing better things I could care less of what whoever thinks Energetic like I took some 'phetamine Better let'em in I tell you how it is, I'm always serious Mary Jane, opened up, nowhere near delirious Once you take a hit it, guranteed you gon finish it Too many aiming for the same dream Time ticking, d**h come with red beam Nothing is what it seems Heart temp drop low Like the weather does in February This rapping sh** is temporary Rapping like im legendary But im only ordinary Lyrics so extraordinary It varies,through everything really necessary Had these n***as seasoned then I cooked 'em like some culinary Mafia Hit, Young Don, put this in obituaries