James Freestyle

I can't separate the vultures from the culture no more, both of 'em cooked

The coast clear for that bogus shit camouflaging in war

But that's a problem for me, I need a line to be drawn

I seen a lot of shit fly, that's what kamikazes is for

I'm a shark in the water, fuck is a fly on the wall

A butterfly on my arm, don't tell me I ain't evolved, Folarin

Y'all link up with money guys and lose y'all decorum

Lot of the biggest performers I know don't hardly be touring

And I don't harbor no hate, I promise it's gotta be hard

'Cause we know all of it's fake, and honesty's gotten me far

I'm James Bond, Brown, Fauntleroy, James Cook

Runnin' 'round with bills, a lil' piston and great hooks

They say I got dissed on the stream like Kyrie and Shammgod, and Jamal

Y'all keep on reaching, I'll be your downfall

Look, they keep on talking 'bout this G.O.A.T. thing, exclude me from them convos

Like you ain't know that DC wasn't truly in that convo

On some rapper shit, 'til you know who did you know what for how long and still going

It gets hard to count when your fingers flooded with milestones

I ain't outsold a soul but kept my soul

And y'all sold y'all shit for some clout, attention and downloads

Tell me how it feel, like D'Angelo

They love my poems, this Hammer quoting Mrs. Angelou

Still I, rise, run up on me, ill-advised

Promise they gonna illustrate the outline of frigid body here

Visit Washington, outside you might see federales

Gentrified they shit, bet white folks don't have any problems here

They walk chihuahuas here, my partnas carry many dogs

And I'm not proud of it, been absent but not really gone

'Cause this ain't politics, I'm almost fearing Marshall law

Ahki said we gon' be good, the mosque is full, Mashallah

Scandalous, they carried Washington, and Shonda not involved

Every block is hot and corner locked, like Nnamdi Asomugha

I see how to get away with murder, just keep a badge is all

That is all, niggas on that bama shit when them cameras

Feel like James Dean, Gandolfini, James Harden

I got some bitches, some issues and every day I ball

Ain't it fun? You got a gun, but you'll need a pair or more

'Cause ain't nothing worse than an empty pole in the real world

When you on your own, in the real world

I can't tell you who's the vultures from the culture no more, both of them cooked

The coast clear for that bogus shit camouflaging in song

And that's a problem for me, I need a line to be drawn

I seen a lot of shit fly, that's what's kamikazes is for

I'm a shark in the water, fuck is a fly on the wall

A butterfly on my arm, goodbye, I gotta pull off

Wait

Cannon