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nate the warlock - nate the warlock *freestyle* lyrics
verse 1:
yo, i remember when i was younger
and i had dreams of going to syracuse
until i realized that the street life was like a noose
around my neck
trying to put me in check
while i was all into trying to get checks
i’m trying to get this money like meek mill
get my feel
100 dollar bills
ain’t doing sh-t man
i got new wheels
hundred million dollar car
that sh-t bring me so far
but how far would any of that sh-t get you in life
if you don’t learn any of the morals
here’s a tutorial
grow a d-ck
be a man
i never understood how a n-gga could hit their own b-tch
man i’m just trying to get rich
but i’ve already told you all that
just trying to get my mom in a better estate
i swear that i’m done with all this sh-t
it’s all fake
i’m just doing me
being the illest mc
it’s been this way since 2003
i don’t care here’s a fake id saying “im 18” now give that liquor haha!
that’s what a lot of n-ggas be saying
but i ain’t about that
trying to make a b-tch snicker
man these b-tches likes snickers
all they try to do is me
now you better get the f-ck off me
before i shoot a b-tch
verse 2:
i’m still the same kid from the sixth grade
that used to have everything made
just kidding i never had anything made
i had to get payed
trying to put in work
i was use to having to work the corners
selling all them drugs
hanging with them older guys
i was in between thighs
by the age of 9
fine b-tches always surrounded me
[?]
snitches get clapped up
if they want to say something get slapped up
this ain’t no lil’ durk so don’t be asking who i am
because you n-ggas already knew
stop acting stupid
i awlways knew you were a little r-t-rded
but i never knew you were that dumb
now here is something funny
i got a green thumb so i’m growing marijuana plants
[?]
i had a b-tch coming
coming for my checkbook to see how much money i’m making
i don’t even f-cking care
say a number if you got it man
now, nate the warlock the realest
the illest n-gga
i don’t even care
i be preaching
but i don’t even believe in god
because that n-gga’s a fraud
don’t even tell me that sh-t
i don’t believe in nothing
i only believe in myself
because where are you going to make it in this cold world
verse 3:
i’ve been an og
it’s been this way sense of ever know myself
look at all this wealth
million dollar stacks
don’t even care about the flow all your sh-t wack
i be making money that the n—-
selling crack make
[?] like it’s f-cking halloween
used to eat lean cuisine because that’s all we could afford
now i’m driving around in a million dollar ford
i calla
impala
but i don’t even give a f-ck man
because all of yall’ n-ggas are
some f-ckboys
yall’ n-ggas are toys
i din’t think that i could mess it up
but when it comes to yall’ n-ggas this
is just funny
diss:
yo, c-rands
shut your b-tch -ss up over there
b-tch
i’m still here
i’m still fly
i’m still who everyone talks about
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