[Lyric] BRUH FREESTYLE (CAMMBSEVEN)

[Intro]
Raw energy I feed into that..
It’s just hits you
You ain’t gotta force it at all tho
It comes over you

[Verse]
Loud niggas in one room
Sounding like canine dogs barking hazardous
I can put mans obituary on canvases
Cam let the cannon in
We ain’t talking drama dem
BRUUHHHH!
Bih, hit that bell on ringside
These the type of things that’ll make you turn in your insides
I write a verse, for a price of a ziplock
Reparations with the extra sauce, sauce
This that type of smoke, that you may wanna call off
I did a maylay on em, he spun up, and got spunned off
Lyrically pat’em down on that asphalt
This is not for everybody, cause nigga, you ain’t got a gangsta bone in your body
Give them heebie jeebies, life’s hell been too steamy, how I do you
Want the death to be neatly, tell your lawyer it’s recorded on streaming, I’ll spit in the face of the judge, and tell that nigga, if he was alive again to, come see me, don’t that seem greasy
Bruh, when it comes to this I don’t feel too much, and around me you are some baited lunch
I can’t wait until get my chicken
For my blood, imma pass them riches
And for my dawgs
Cuban links with extensions
And for my pain, I’ll write my life in it
(On god)
I hate to tell you but..?
We don’t want that work, shawty you suck
I checked your stats, you ain’t rap, shawty you suck
Oh my god you talking again, shawty you suck
I’ll cut your heart rate thin, Shawty you suck
The ville about to get turned up, shawty you suck
Know where the last rapper end up, shawty you suck
He still tryna breathe out the trunk
Shawty you suck
( get it there)
Get in there