NO MORE FREESTYLE – Cal Scruby

I go straight off top like a talking head
Wait, I forgot what the doctor said
About going outside when I’m off the meds
It got me looking like an episode of Walking Dead
Take one, take off the edge
Take two, try talking me off a ledge
Simon says
Don’t look now, but the last one down is a rotten egg
Soften up and get scrambled
Thoughts are hard to get handled
Heart breaking like Kanye’s
And I chop it up and give samples
You sitting there with a box of chocolate
Sauvignon and lit candles
I sent her bread, she spread her legs
And then started picking that banjo
My verses get controversial
But I’m not worried ’bout getting cancelled
Y’all know my shit not commercial
That’s why y’all not flipping channels
Show to show, let’s go toe to toe
I’ve been sliding on ’em like socks and sandals
Check the odds and that underdog is on top
And now I got a lot to gamble

No more freestyle, ain’t shit free now
No more freestyle, ain’t shit free now
No more freestyle, ain’t shit free now
No more freestyle, ain’t shit free

Y’all capped out, don’t barter with me, don’t bargain
This mapped out, my Garmin with me, no parking
Got that gas, don’t matter what car I’m in
Y’all can’t walk the walk, y’all can’t jog and follow my jargon
Been running the race, they loving the Chase, the 1 on my jersey
It’s funny how everything come into place, and that’s why it doesn’t concern me
I’m not afraid to shoot up my shot and not get it wetter than Curry
I know they owe me a lot, that’s why I want my attorney
Hit the speed and now I’m up in a hurry
Hit the green and now I’m putting a birdie
Cardiac, it’s like I’m running a derby
BPM is like a hundred and thirty, woah
If they wilding I’mma come with the fury
Hundred thousand, how is none of it dirty?
Underground, and no one touching my currency, nope

No more freestyle, ain’t shit free now
No more freestyle, ain’t shit free now
No more freestyle, ain’t shit free now
No more freestyle, ain’t shit free