Tube Sock Freestyle

Damn Haven, you did this shit?
Damn Haven, you did this shit?
Look, uhm

I don't really got not time, so I don't check on bitches
I check lil' bitches, but never gon' have no check for bitches
I flex so vicious, my neck is shining like lights on Christmas
Hi-tech I'm sipping, I'm kidding, it's only activist, shit
An activist, but shit, after this I'ma smack more bitches
I never miss, I make hits and then I collect more riches
Eleven niggas in here with some Mac-11's spitting
It's Joey Trap, he ain't trapped since he bump Xzibit
It's been a minute, but he ain't tripping, he counting digits
That other life was a zip of problems and police ticking
Grown up for my old self
Long way from Picasso
Long way, sipping down town New York City and SoHo
Wrong way, hit the Bronx fast, now there's red all on my
New whip, got a new phone, kept getting calls from my old hoes
New clothes from [?], new bitch finna deep-throat
I can't cuff no bitch, like, hell nah, fuck police hoe
I'm feeling great, I'm feeling great, I'm getting money
Bro, why you hate? My pockets full, yours got dust bunnies
I got the cake, I'm getting paper, a nigga running
Your heard the tape, bitch, I'm Darth Vader, a nigga blunting
She call me daddy, you must be faded, bitch, I ain't ya' father
A nigga waited and now I made it, still going farther
Couple grams in a tube sock
Running form the feds while I'm listening to 2Pac
Pistol on my ankle, love to call that shit my shoe knot
No laces Margiela's looking hella cool, nah

It's good
Trap, Trap, Trap!