Dotres - Ferg Wick Freestyle Lyrics

(Beats by Dots mane)
Yea yea
You might call me crazy
I'm something great in the making
They say that life's what you make it
I take the whatever I'm faced with and spit back it they faces
I laugh in the face of death
My fear in a lack of wealth
I cannot be compared to these niggas that's copied and pasted on the wall and plaster
I look for disaster
We pray for forgiveness but we don't look to pastor
Gotta move faster and faster tell me exactly what you after
(What you want)
I know these haters sick of me but they cannot get rid of me
I leave em addicted my name should've been nicotine
Some of my niggas dirty some of my niggas they trynna stay clean
And if my pockets start hurting gotta get it by any means
And if I can't make money from my hobbies nigga
I won't be too far from robbing niggas (Gimme that)
Stick and move pick and roll give and go
And I ain't talking sports just in case you didn't know (Blow the whistle)
I been known to turn people in believers
Luckily my lyrics been colder than a freezer
I ain't had competition in a minute lowkey
Man I miss the feeling
Yea
Bitch I been crazy call me a maniac
Bitch I been intelligent call me a brainiac
Pull up to raising canes bitch I want the caniac (Gimme that)
Pull up to your girl crib bitch I want some cranial
I guess my point of view is not for simple people
When you get money niggas start popping up like zits I call em pimple people (Like where the f*ck you come from)
Shit I do this
I'm not clueless
Stupid dog you make be look bad
I feel like Eustace
I sleep in supreme I'm good
I came straight out the hood
They saying just cuz I'm smart
I don't act the way that I should
But that shit is just some blasphemy
This shit moving too fast for me
My flow like a blast past
I'm moving so fast is too fast
They saying why'd you do that
I'll beat a nigga blue black
I'm just a fan of some poisons
Never been one for an antidote
Got a sack like I'm Santa though
That's your bitch better let her go
Taking a ride on a party bus
To go ride on a party boat
Hoverboard like I'm Marty though
Big 40 no Marty though (Shawn Kemp)
She must be on game woah woah
I ain't ever see her with a lame no no
She said she ain't never going thru pain no more
I put that S on my chest like I'm the best (Superman)
I'm out of my mind coming for mine nothing less
Gotta Grind losing track of time
F*ck it give me my check (yeehaw)
Dip and duck I can f*ck yo bitch and move right the next
But I don't mean no disrespect please don't come for my neck
Going in and out of motions
Baby I just wasn't focused
Getting right back to the topic
She suck it giving me sloppy aye
Uh uh uh
One of my life goals
I'm on a quest to see
Bad bitches on ecstasy (bad bitches)
Killing the competition making sure nobody left but me (Killing them)
Hit up Johnny Test and Johnny Quest (I hit them up)
Test said he gone hit me back
But first he had to take Dukey to the vet
Had a freaky chick
She was into all kind of shit
Sucked me up so hard
I made a mistake and hit my Omnitrix (Loaded up)
Lost my mind I'm out of it
Looking for conversation girl
I am not a psychiatrist (Don't talk to me)
Paint on my shoes
They said I was tripping (They said I was tripping)
Making this money
Now they said miss me (I'm making this guala)
Quick with the comeback
So it's hard to diss me
Don't f*ck with lean
So it's clean when I'm sipping
No clout must not f*ck with the vision
So when I make it
Don't say that you did
You reap what you sow
And you get what you give
We turning up yea the party is lit
Party is lit yea
Whooo
Yessir
Ferg Wick