Proper Freestyle lyrics

by

Quentin Miller


[Intro]
Cole, you stupid

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm out of ways to say it
I got a ways to go but I'm way ahead in a race
I started off in a basement, then I start hittin' the pavement (Tsk)
How I came up is amazing
I got my dope on a plane with me, yuh
They not on my brain to think with me
If I'm not on the beats, I’m with a b*tch making some beats (Yeah)
I'm not your average Joe you see on the street
n*ggas be thinking they fleek, you really a fleet (Forreal)
One three one seven and one more for thinkin' it's sweet (Forreal)
Back in the kitchen with grease, I'm cookin' with grease (Forreal)
Damn, she got my sh*t on repeat
Damn, Q.M back up in the streets, how we gon' eat?
Yuh, yuh, you do not own the sauce, you n*ggas lease
Yuh, they pay me to speak, I feel like a priest
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