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Good Intentions Freestyle

 

Good Intentions Freestyle


I don't need no conversation
Feel like I need compensation
I get on these records
And I just make simple observations
Never lost my concentration
Due to contract obligations
I just keep my head down in this race
While the competition runs out of patience
Navigating through the ups and downs
I don't aggravated
New addiction
Stamps on my passport from these foreign places
No religion
God as my witness so let's see where he takes us
No revision
If I write this shit then don't adjust the phrases
Goodness gracious
When I finally make it Imma thank my faith
The only thing that kept a nigga sane
Through trials and tribulations
Going crazy
You can call me many things but never lazy
Viewing my perspective through this camera lens like Scorsese

Sometimes I feel out of touch
My nephew send me records
I don't understand a single one
Like nigga what's yo perspective
Where the fuck are you coming from
Cause when I started rapping
Everyone didn't rap about guns
Some niggas rapped about weed
Some niggas rapped about fun
Some niggas rapped about hoes
Some niggas rapped about funds
Some niggas rapped about how they flows
A superior one
Some niggas rapped about packing shows
Now they rap bout big stepping
I guess that's the way it goes
Call it disconnect
A lack of intellect
But they don't get it yet
Think more about yo income net
And less about the internet
Restrictions set
Before you stuck in debt
I'm talking check to check
But if you feel that shit you spitting
Say it with yo fucking chest
And scream it at the top of yo lungs until
You run out of breath
Just give it to the game and don't leave nothing left
I must confess
That you don't wanna have to learn how to live with regrets
Cause Father Time is undefeated
Just thought I'd get you abreast

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