Drakeo The Ruler – Flex Freestyle Lyrics

[Verse]
Sheesh, everything I state is facts
I’m not these other street niggas, bitch I can really rap
I’m ridin’ round town with a tommy gun and a Jag
And you can disregard the yelling, RJ tied up in the back
Man stop playing, pour that eight up in a Masi
I’m driving so fast, my eyes look like I’m crying
Of course my wrist shining, don’t ask me what these are
Bitch these are VVS Diamonds, it’s hard to see the timing
And if I take a look for myself it might blind me
He the type of nigga put slashes in his eyebrows
Pigtail flat tops? please, tell me what’s that ’bout
One thing about Drakeo, no, I don’t tap out
Bay Bay kids, running around eleven years old with the MAC out
You think I’m Yo Gotti the way I just brought this sack out
Say I pour too much, that’s the type of shit I laugh ’bout
This a three band pint, I guess I had to bring the Act out
And since everybody eatin’ let’s see Splack bring a bag out
That’s a fit and some strings, put a wig in a Lyft
Send a bitch to the retreat, tell that bitch bring my ends
Put the draco down, the engineer scared, so what, he ear hustlin’
Do ’em so cold, I will, the fit been mustard
Disgusting, suck me, f**k me, you bitches love me
You frown, you clown, you match, you must be crusty
I’m psycho, Michael Myers, I might just gut him
I’m in this shit to win, ain’t no f**kin’ bein’ humble
It’s a dog eat dog world but ain’t no poodles in the jungle
It’s 2016, we ain’t ’bout to Royal Rumble
Almost lost my balance and grabbed the K ‘fore I stumbled
What you say? speak up bitch, I can’t hear you when you mumble
He yellin’ too much on his track, get him a muzzle
Thirty-two, what if rap don’t work? he ain’t got no hustle
Watch worth twenty-five, where was you at twenty-five?
Pimps me, diss me, silly, I know you miss me
This a see-through drum with death darts and it’s fifty
Niggas grown ass men, how you ain’t ever seen fifty?
Niggas talkin’ that tough shit, always end with just kidding
Bye bye bleed ’em, who brought you the Stinc meaner
Spring cleaner, cold demon, done mudwalked all through Neimans
These rocks in my watch done blurred all my seein’
Why you gas him so hard? bro we all human beings
I’m from 2 Greedy family, what I look like rap beefin’?
Shootin’ K’s on Naomi, police like that’s black people
Puttin’ money on my watch, what the f**k these niggas thinkin’?
How I’m supposed to get in heaven, I just fist fought with Jesus
Finna wash down my sins with a pint of MG-Peezy
Times three percocets, how the f**k I’m ‘posed to think straight?
Niggas wanna rap beef but niggas ain’t ever seen cake
Talkin’ ’bout they want me, I just left MCJ
The whole shebang, I’m the closest thing to it
In the Masi thing, I traumatized the doors
You can tell I’m high, it’s coming out my pores
Give me pints on pints on pints on pints, I’m scorched
The Nike sign is outlined on my ‘ports
Twelve years old when I jumped off the porch
Central LP sim, what was you doin’?
Shit, clearly I wasn’t into books
I was ridin’ ’round town with flat heads and crooks
Lay a Drakeo on the rap game, please, these niggas shook
FN five sevens for niggas thinkin’ they Suge
I don’t need no pass, I’m Drakeo, I know I’m good, ugh

[Outro]
Tell these niggas stop sneak dissin’
It’s 2016, we ain’t got time for all that, you feel me
In the studio, you feel me
High as a motherf**ker, I just bought a new AR, you feel me
We could do this all day my nigga, shit, you hear that?
That’s what thirty thousand in hundreds sound like, tah, ugh
It’s regular

Travis Scott – Naked (Demo) Lyrics

[Intro: Rick Rubin]
The power of nature is such that it’s what all art strives to be

[Hook]
I just wanna live in my dreams
Life ain’t what it seems
It’s so hard in this cruel world
Escape into the night
Look into my light, my eyes
Naked in this cruel world

[Verse 1]
Last week was the last week
I turned my back and let my ass [?]
Dropped out and subtracted some niggas
It made more than my math teacher
Lookin’ dead in the mirror, lookin’ back how we did it
Makin’ trips to them dealers, guess it paid off nigga
Sip this wine in fine clarity
Marijuana, the youth therapy
Swervin’ on my old hoes that drove to insanity
I guess that was all straight out of vanity
To my kids, that was plan to be
That was all, the inhumanity
Life’s an adventure, with a lot of action
Lucky I’m fresh, in the Dime fashion
A class act, called a class act
Funny, lookin’ back, wonder where my class at

[Hook]
I just wanna live in my dreams
Life ain’t what it seems
It’s so hard in this cruel world
Escape into the night
Look into my light, my eyes
Naked in this cruel world
(Fell out of love, feel like the Royal Rumble)

[Verse 2]
Fell out of love, feel like a Royal Rumble
Hard to be humble when you rock in the jungle
Stumblin’, everybody was stumbled
Over that dresser, [?] in that [?]
In the [?], left it in the vessel
Poor girl, ain’t even the show girl
[?] overload [?] you know girl
[?] fantasize [?] to blow girl
Blowjob, only your own job
[?]
[?] creek, sat in the [?]
She left off the Dawson’s Creek
Pausin’ the [?] power, might take a [?]
Awesome [?]
[?]

[Hook]
I just wanna live in my dreams
Life ain’t what it seems
It’s so hard in this cruel world
Escape into the night
Look into my light, my eyes
Naked in this cruel world