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Meck - Flower Child Freestyle Lyrics



Meck - Flower Child Freestyle Lyrics
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Honestly
I'm the best in the 918 and I know it's not a big market
But I'm the best in it cause frankly
All the rest are looking bottom of the barrel full of fishes that I'm shooting
In the groove and I ain't gotta get into I'm just moving
Hella weight up Patrick Ewing what you doing
Shovel shit to put you through it I ain't got you looking stupid
Here on purpose I'm not Foolish just not really in the mood and
All the comments getting cruder every hour I'm around just
Scrolling through em know I do it to myself
I'm going through it with my health and still
I only spill my secrets in the music call it hubris
I don't really know
But I got dreams of tryna get my mom a spot at my own show
I sold out everybody I should tat the Jordan logo
I know my words are top fold
I paint so many pictures finger trigger like Picasso's
Steal your favorite rappers backpack spit up in his lunch box
Cause I'm nervous but at surface I'm cripping in blood socks
See the type of way I'm moving confusing like gun shots
From suburban white hatchbacks as soon as the sun drops
I have never done a live show
Walking on a tight rope
Meck is in your speakers but
My government is bible
See you when you sleeping
Signing clauses with my eyes closed
Naughty with the hotties
I'm the nicest in my timezone
My presence
So far been cautiously represented
I'm a menace
Dennis and David go to the dentist
Like eleven
Leave you with nosebleeds and a vengeance
I'm Kobe to you peasants
My whole team is offended
I don't pass the ball
Step into my way and I'm gonna shoot
Adderall
Never touch the paint
That ain't how I move I move
Vagabond
Lemme pack my thang need a miracle
Santa Clause
Smoking with the coal what I'm made to do
Both forgot the lighter Imma go Tom Cruise
One may think a tricky mission but the jokes on you
Impossible to go back to back to back to back
All the rest are looking bottom of the barrel full of fishes that I'm shooting
In the groove and I ain't gotta get into it
I'm just moving hella weight up Patrick Ewing
What you doing shovel shit to put you through it
I ain't got you looking stupid here on
And we stretch the backseat
Make it feel like a queen
Partition rolled up
Make it feel limousine
Red baddie in the middle
But the whole gang green and
We put on a Mayo Clinic
It's a white man's dream
Okay I'm riding round a bunny block
Never letting off the metal
Couple flower children think I love em
So they picking petals
Winning when I'm sinning with women
You know I been in
It's upsetting though I bet it
You pressed that you never get it
I get it
It drive you crazy
I'm spinning driving Miss Daisy
I talk like I'm going stupid
I act like I'm going wavy
My girlfriend calling me selfish
Mama calling me lazy
Father think I'm the devil
Cause Jesus wanted to save me
I'm Judas to all my friends
My allegiance is kinda shaky
But now that I'm dreaming lucid and
Educated I'm crazy cause
Rapping will never pay me
I know it so don't degrade me
I'm still spitting like a Lucifer
Conversation with Hades
I'm going back to the basic
This rhyme scheme what f*cking made me
If opportunity risen ironically to earn daily
What I thought you'd make a year
You'd be tempted to go McGrady
My vision is twenty twenty
My wish is an $80 eighty
My attitude f*ck you pay me
Demeanor I play for Navy
Skin tone is something shady
My ringtone is something Jay-Z
Holiday Michael Jordan
My jumper is f*cking gravy
Your girlfriend is flinging pots at my head
While we fornicating
All these girlies want some tea so I'm acting just like the f*cking Kettle
All your women threes and you acting like you ain't f*cking settle
Hit your girl with the stick '09 beast mode
Act like you ain't struggling shit I'm shooting free throws
And if you really want some game then my nose ring has been the cheat code
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Honestly
I'm the best in the 918 and I know it's not a big market
But I'm the best in it cause frankly
All the rest are looking bottom of the barrel full of fishes that I'm shooting
In the groove and I ain't gotta get into I'm just moving
Hella weight up Patrick Ewing what you doing
Shovel shit to put you through it I ain't got you looking stupid
Here on purpose I'm not Foolish just not really in the mood and
All the comments getting cruder every hour I'm around just
Scrolling through em know I do it to myself
I'm going through it with my health and still
I only spill my secrets in the music call it hubris
I don't really know
But I got dreams of tryna get my mom a spot at my own show
I sold out everybody I should tat the Jordan logo
I know my words are top fold
I paint so many pictures finger trigger like Picasso's
Steal your favorite rappers backpack spit up in his lunch box
Cause I'm nervous but at surface I'm cripping in blood socks
See the type of way I'm moving confusing like gun shots
From suburban white hatchbacks as soon as the sun drops
I have never done a live show
Walking on a tight rope
Meck is in your speakers but
My government is bible
See you when you sleeping
Signing clauses with my eyes closed
Naughty with the hotties
I'm the nicest in my timezone
My presence
So far been cautiously represented
I'm a menace
Dennis and David go to the dentist
Like eleven
Leave you with nosebleeds and a vengeance
I'm Kobe to you peasants
My whole team is offended
I don't pass the ball
Step into my way and I'm gonna shoot
Adderall
Never touch the paint
That ain't how I move I move
Vagabond
Lemme pack my thang need a miracle
Santa Clause
Smoking with the coal what I'm made to do
Both forgot the lighter Imma go Tom Cruise
One may think a tricky mission but the jokes on you
Impossible to go back to back to back to back
All the rest are looking bottom of the barrel full of fishes that I'm shooting
In the groove and I ain't gotta get into it
I'm just moving hella weight up Patrick Ewing
What you doing shovel shit to put you through it
I ain't got you looking stupid here on
And we stretch the backseat
Make it feel like a queen
Partition rolled up
Make it feel limousine
Red baddie in the middle
But the whole gang green and
We put on a Mayo Clinic
It's a white man's dream
Okay I'm riding round a bunny block
Never letting off the metal
Couple flower children think I love em
So they picking petals
Winning when I'm sinning with women
You know I been in
It's upsetting though I bet it
You pressed that you never get it
I get it
It drive you crazy
I'm spinning driving Miss Daisy
I talk like I'm going stupid
I act like I'm going wavy
My girlfriend calling me selfish
Mama calling me lazy
Father think I'm the devil
Cause Jesus wanted to save me
I'm Judas to all my friends
My allegiance is kinda shaky
But now that I'm dreaming lucid and
Educated I'm crazy cause
Rapping will never pay me
I know it so don't degrade me
I'm still spitting like a Lucifer
Conversation with Hades
I'm going back to the basic
This rhyme scheme what f*cking made me
If opportunity risen ironically to earn daily
What I thought you'd make a year
You'd be tempted to go McGrady
My vision is twenty twenty
My wish is an $80 eighty
My attitude f*ck you pay me
Demeanor I play for Navy
Skin tone is something shady
My ringtone is something Jay-Z
Holiday Michael Jordan
My jumper is f*cking gravy
Your girlfriend is flinging pots at my head
While we fornicating
All these girlies want some tea so I'm acting just like the f*cking Kettle
All your women threes and you acting like you ain't f*cking settle
Hit your girl with the stick '09 beast mode
Act like you ain't struggling shit I'm shooting free throws
And if you really want some game then my nose ring has been the cheat code
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Writer: Matthew Eckenrode
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Meck - Flower Child Freestyle Video
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Performed By: Meck
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Matthew Eckenrode

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