[Lyric] Drop Em Freestyle ft. Lil Red (Lil Skycam)

(Verse)
Layin in his arms affection
Give you fast or slow back action
So I ain't going, to the club tonight
Off of a night that actually turned out alright
Your boy Deck's a king, keep it realer than ya'll
Wit' out nobody fuckin' wit' us at all
The better business bureau of rap society
Collaborating lawyers about my property
But whether or not the weather's hot
I don't know where uzis to yo knot
Access granted; granted to the coldest show in town
We rock the shows, slammin do's, Cali to Chi-town
Spread the luxury, it's not a fantasy, it's reality
Tryna relocate further up state and vanish in the city
To make it equal, snatch you from yo people
So stay in place, So you can keep yo life simple
I push a Porsche like Mike Lorri, what'choo think?
You think you gigantic, but you Titanic sink
Just another day around the way
Before I had to toss it away
See I'm all about cash profits
Peel out all the enemy
Strinking like a viking
Freedom fighters, black fists, we're striking
My little homey got knocked, killing two police
Keepin' it real, you know you paid twice
Open your eyes and get wise while I teach
A time, a change, yes, as I reach
Act fast rapper, stack cash rapper
Call us peculiar, but know that we are
Dust to dust and ashes to ashes
Been runnin' 'round uptown with the baddest bitches
Real soldiers down front line and out to get it
My little homies ride any time we pull a hit
The trying for bickery, the agony of defeat
Not good with mellow, I keep the meat
I weed out the fake, yes through process I Remedy
Bloods and Crips get confused when they see us in 3D
But you ignored the signs wanting sombody to blame
Young players are lame, I wrote the rules of the game
Bounce with the car as it start to shit
How you gon' fight back when the New World Order hit
Touching both sides of your brain when I flex on beats
I'm tricky, I'm the trickest so I always give treats
A beat and a verse for a salary
I'm no joke, when up against any adversary
Bustin ya ass, some losin just as fast
For all that shit I did in my past..
Tots get split, for green, silver and copper shit
I see how you eatin' off that single hit
Hate for the governor's schemes and hesitations
Like junkies free basin' in subway stations
We're all lookin for better things
Bloods, Crips, sets and Latin Kings
Go to war man?
Evolving where I can
I cracked a cold one
Heut Abend baller ich mir einen an!
It's the Y-G about to light your ass up
Wit a one, two, three step, yup