Spice Freestyle -

Groupie love

That’s what I want

This ain’t no Gap bish

This Saint Laurent

I’m makin' moves

They sayin' keep it up

All I ever wanted was a Bentley truck

I paint a picture

With a thousand words

Baby don’t thank me

Thank the universe

My temper short

But my paper long

Fuck you pay me

Hope you don’t take that wrong

4 O’s on my whip

2 A’s on my hip

Only use paper straws

But she got plastic lips

I’m from LA

As you can tell

White Vans, skinny jeans with the Louis belt

She wanna bone

I’m not in the mood

House party in the hills

Yeah I’m in the pool

I ate a molly

I feel like god

Ain’t no key to life

Cuz it isn’t locked

Oh she mad cuz she ran out a juul pods

Got no patience cut you off like a coupon

She a homie hopper

So I call her frog

I just wanna bone

Guess that I’m a dog

Couple animals

Breakin' out the zoo

In convertibles

I don’t believe in roofs

Wrote down my goals

Bish I made a list

Yeah I sacrificed

A whole lot of shit

No I ain’t perfect

Yeah I’ll admit

But I am who I am

And I’m proud of it

Bish I’m up next

And she obsessed

I never met you

Why you upset

Man go for it

Don’t be scared to lose

Don’t you know two L’s make a W

If you fuck with me

Then I fuck with you

I been gettin' paid to do what I love to do

Movin' with bravado

Fillin' up my cup with this Moscato

Cheers to the high life

I can’t hear the hate from up here in this highrise

Quality women

Quality linens

You keep on hatin'

Ima keep winnin'

Ain’t no pretendin'

Rap what I’m livin'

They cannot see me

Windows is tinted

My new chick Lebanese, she call me habibi

Never want me to leave but I gotta be free

Can’t tie me down I am not a tuxedo

Fuckin' the game up excuse my libido

Chip on my shoulder ain’t talkin' Dorito

She playin' my music it boost up my ego

I’m fightin' demons but tell me who isn’t

Everyday a battle but today I’m winnin'

Second you give up yeah that’s when you finished

I don’t take it personal, it’s only business, I’m just…

I’m just speakin' from the heart spittin' atriums and ventricles

Every person has a different side, we asymmetrical

Ima let it show, believe me there ain’t shit to hide

I’m done with blending in by putting on the big disguise

See I’m affected by surroundings

I represent every individual that’s around me

I’m cutting all the toxic people out of my connection now

Choosin' people that motivate me instead of stress me out

I got no shame in lettin' homies loose

Cuz now I see it, now I know the truth

It’s all about the energy, emotions that you send to me

If it don’t lift me up I gotta go and simply let it be

Study the world and its Fibonacci sequences

With all this knowledge it’s hard not to be secretive

Sacred geometry imprinted on my tongue

Keep my ratios golden like the rays of a sun

Young son of a land where we praise all the dumb shit

Dont give a fuck what Kim K had for lunch, it’s

Gettin' outta hand, understand this is brain wash

Shut ya mouth and let ya brain talk

This is higher frequency music

I’m givin' you a piece of me, use it

They wonder how I easily do this

Keep my chakras all balanced I don’t need to be buddhist

It’s written on the wall, you just gotta read it

The energy is in you, you just gotta feed it

Inhale, exhale, let it flow out

And all that manifested negativity just throw out

I know karmas comin' back and it’s gona be a bitch

There’s a reason why they say to be careful what you wish

But I’m in, way too deep, at least that’s what she tells me

Beat it, beat it, beat it, like I’m in the UFC

Ima trend setta with a vendetta

I could never be a vegan cuz I love my fucking chedda

Got my bread up 2016 I was lookin thru some pics

That year my bank account had negative 26

I had to go line up some bands like a festival

Sometimes you gotta grab life by the testicles

And real music never died, it just took a nap

I’m bouta wake this motherfucker up and bring it back

11:11 I pray to the heavens above

Thankful for all in my life who keep spreadin the love

Spirit guide keep me strong for whatevers to come

Old soul should of been born in 1971

Croosh