Can't Chill Freestyle

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E.Z.
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I want the Rollie
That fit on my wrist
I want them Gucci
Up all on my kicks
I want them bottoms
Them bloody and red
Call up my friends
But all of em' dead
A bitch hit me up
And I leave her on read
Fishing these hoes
But I'm chasing that bred
Hold up my ground
And I'ma defend
Work smart, saving more than I spend
I want me a Wraith
And I want me a Rari
If I hurt you or your feelings
Then I am not sorry
Watch my name show up on ya' Safari
Shoutout to Nike, checks all on my body
I want me a crib
I want me a stu'
I want me a court so I can go hoop
Can't lose focus, I gotta recoup
Different bars the beat is just on a loop
Throw up a stack a rack
A back in the back
And give me a plaque
I cannot relax, I'm way too intact
And this ain't no act
She told me pause
Speaking the facts
She way too attached
She gotta detach
I'm way too unmatched
I hit the digital dash
I'm goin' too fast, I move like The Flash
Yeah,
I'm standing tall and no I won't sit
Dropping these bangers
They sounding like hits
Fuck your opinion, I will not quit
This shit is the truth
The shit that I spit
Shit is a lifestyle
This life is legit
Lil baby, I'm as real as it gets
Passin' her off like an assist
When I'm at the top, I'm gonna be missed
Wait, uh
I ain't got no chill
I'm way too lit
She twerkin' while she doing the splits
You bumping yo head this shit hard
You gotta admit
Come in the whip
The windows are tinted
Circles small you know it's restricted
Bouta blow up this shit is predicted
Wait
I'm way too slept
Get the broom, it's time to get swept
Being real is all that I kept
Wet
Set
Bet
We come in direct
Give my respect
What do you expect
I'm the select
You a instant reject
Chasin' the bag it's time to collect
Movin' forward, I cannot reflect
Stand on the edge
But I will not fall
Too flashy Lamelo the way that I ball
Need me to carry just give me one call
Motivations high and it is your fault
When I chill, I'll go to a resort
Treating this music like it is a sport
How can I have friends
But no support
It make no sense
So I'm just shutting the door
Aye,
See through the dark
No need for a switch
Give back to my people
I gotta get rich
Never put trust
Or fall for a
Bitch
E.Z. the wave we making it big
Fuck all the hate
Fuck all the critics
E.Z. the wave we making it big