[Lyric] Like This (Sl!m D!zZy)

(Chorus) Floyd Freshh

I'd Be On My Fresh..
I'd Be On My Fly...
Gotta Get Check My Nike Yeah I Grind.. Steady On Track...
Lapping On Them Guys...
Already Out Of Breath
The Ain't Catching I...

(Verse 1) Floyd Freshh

Fresh from the head to the toe, like a new born/ get cash and the gas, just to blow, what is you on/
Slept on the shit that you wrote, yeah, your crew snoring/ behind their backs you a joke, that’s they true form/
Got packs, niggers paddling dope, I just move songs/ trap I got audio crack, get my Luke on/
Need checks in the bank and my clothеs, I can’t do wrong/ it’s racks that I’m finna elope, get my boo on/
Rеal nigga pedigree, bringing them agony/ winning, they mad at me, really it’s sad to see/
Try get a bag in peace, they, wishing a tragedy/ bring out the savagery, testing my sanity/
Still ‘bout my salary, nigga, scrilla is therapy/ in reality nigga, live out my fantasies/
MLK with the dream, Malcom with the action/ know they came with a scheme, been plotting and planning/

(Verse 2) Sl!m D!zZy
On The Savages I'm A Scavenge
Do You Know Who Am?
Ain't Basic Avarange....
Till This Day I Play This Game, And I Always Got Leverage...
When Adversity Makes Strange Bedfellows, That's A Bargain...

I Got Looks, I'm Fly I'm A Fiery Dragon...
A GoGetter, Grind On Steroids
I Go Hard Like A Stallion ..
I've Mastered The Marshall Arts Of Shaolin..
I Don't Need A Stylist, I'm A Cotton To Your Fabric...
I'd Look Down On You But Won't, Coz Family...
I'am Yours And, Sincerely...
Im Yohiness, Just Honour, Don't You Fear Me...
Head Held Up High, Crown Shining Crystal Clearly...

What Is My Philosophy In Leadership??
We All Strive Together As A Team, To Be The Shiit...

Let The Bulls Blow Their Horns
He Lions Will Roar And Take Shares...
Ahead Of My Mic Peers
On High Heights, In Cold Baths In The Victims Tears..
I Self Reflect On The Mirror, And Conqour These Fears...

(Verse 3) Floyd Freshh)
Pockets flat but I’m styling, often stressed but I’m smiling/
Rocket blast get my mind bent, outer-space cannot find him/
Keep it straight, I’m your highness, the one that hate couldn’t silence/
Bang like a gavel, ain’t ‘bout to settle, nigga, aim up a level/
Straight out the ghetto, pull strings I’m Geppetto/
Plays ‘bout the cheddar, then I’m rocking-heavy metal/
Bands I need i bands, bags I need bags/
Green I need grams, yeah, I reek of that pack/
Schemes and the plans, coz the cheese need to stack/
Feed the team and the fam’, I don’t be with the rats/
Niggers snitching, they be switching, me, I’m on a mission/
Drippin’ in my linen, exquisite how I’m feeling/
Slippin’, in they feelings, now the kid is in the building/
Niggers ‘bout to get evicted/

(Verse 4) Sl!m D!zZy

Instead Of Attention, Draw Me A Line, I'm Addicted...
Shawty Gon Trip, And Fall On My Big Dick..
I'd Be Always In Their Fantasies, Yeahh It's Not A Big Deal...
"..IT MUST BE YA ASS, BUT IT AIN'T YOUR FACE.." I NEED A TIP DRILL..
Above All The Norms Of The System...
When I Go To The Westside My Kaapstaad Naier Call Me Winston..