FSC: Freedom Of Speech Cypher 2.0 ft. Flowzus, MER, James Favron & LTtheMonk Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Call it manifestin
Cause it started
With a thought
Lighting in a bottle
But the thunders
What was brought
Often second guessin
On some flows
That never caught
Rise to the occasion
An that's why they
Want the spot
Give it all ya got
Said that's a skill
That can't be taught
Realest in the city
That's a place which
Can't be bought
Haters throw shade
Cuz I'm everythin' they not
Started at the bottom
But my destiny's the top
Life been movin fast
Someone told me
Take a breathe
Never get to rest like
Im the angel of death
Lately reminiscin on
The greatest regrets
Finally understand that
Everyday is a test
No prophecy
Was written
Watch me bring
It to fruition
This for the community
That's over competition
Regardless of the talent
I got plenty more ambition
Word to millz grills yeah
We brought the new edition
Flowzus been carrying, I really did the most
I'm so transparent like the microphone's a ghost
If you season with my flow, that's the star of the dish
I'm a reel big fish, like a zip the kid post
I stay bussin, but crazy bout the gas
See my green is so supreme it make 'em dribble like an athlete
Scribble in the notepad, wax upon a vision board
You might need a little more effort to surpass me
Look at him in the backdrop with numbers like a math sheet
Tune to drop d just to clap cheeks
Little old me, every verse a cv
And I heard you got your motive from my photo posted last week
If every verse is booty, you a pirate
Sonic unyon said they wouldn't sign me 'cuz I'm irish
I got dad steez, homie I got bad knees
And I been the type to pull up with the pull-ups on my stylist
Blech
Flowzus
I'm so blessed Ay
Everyday I can breathe
It's no stress, Ay
Big steppa
I won't let up
I know better
I crush feta
Forever ever
Hmmm
I never waited for fate
I put the food on my plate
It ain't enough to be great
Man
Im better than best
I talk with my chest
I stack and invest
Uh
For the homies
For the family
Do you understand me
Go from camrys
To bigger pantrys
What we can be
Is anything that we need
We out here planting the seeds
There's no greed
All peace signs
We gon be fine
We don't
Talk like that
It's all good times
The flow divine
We don't divide
We just multiply dollars
Till we recline
I got my sneaker on the throat of the beast
They had us prisoners at home, locked down but now we back in the streets
I'm back packing' through the Amazon of hip-hop
Pit stopping' for a couple snacks, before I make it to the pit boss
Rick Ross on the hit list
I ain't coming' for him, he a legend that I'd like to make a hit with
6 crickets in my pencil case
Penned a bunch of verses on my way up that'll never see the light of day
Cuz I prolly spent the most time
On my knees prayin' through the struggle while I let the Holy Ghost drive
Speaking' of the most high, where He been
It's a whole lotta people that could really use a friend
So I step up and carry the weight, cuz what's a man good for if he ain't burdened til he ready to break
And I ain't pandering or playing a game
But y'all can't seem to understand why the stats say we're chasing the grave
It's a struggle tryinna stay clean
Even if I got my shit together you gon' knock me for my day dream
I ain't chose to be alive right now
So turn the music up & let's enjoy the ride uptown
Look
Rap first ask questions last
That's how most
Of these so-called sessions pass
At last
A brother rapping bout afros
White painted toes
Mad thrifted clothes
The lo
Got her looking
Oh so vintage
Audrey hemp burn
Breakfast at tiffany's
CBD empanada it shift me
To a higher state
Ain't been in since a pickney
You pick me
As a prince charming
Of west phillie
Palm stay greased
By the cheesesteak garment
The jeans say mom
Stay clean for the prom
Might act
Might sing
But I just wanna dance
With you
That's a ride uptown
For the laymen
Make music for who
Don't say men
For the women and the kids first
Then I guess mcs
Cuz I still gotta spray them