diplomatic immunity (freestyle)

shit

uh

it's been a long time comin'

but i'm still here

everybody talking 'bout they numb or something

can you feel hell

all this fake shit around me is this some real hell?

all this sober shit around me is there some pills hell?

for real

i need to know

i need to know

my mama tell me that i need to let 'em go

she say the syrup in these pills finna kill me

but sometimes i think it brings out the real me

sometimes i think it brings out the concealed me

sometimes i think it exposes and reveals me

so what happens when the real meets the real

what happens when juice meets the pills

uh-uh-uh

yeah

westwood shit

i'm up in london

gettin' it bussin'

ain't no disscusion

run up on me then i'm drummin'

my choppa sick or something

like it was drunk i up it it'd start to vomit

that's a bar

lookin' at my watch like that's a star

lookin' at my spaceship like that's a car

lookin' at my pills

them xanny bars

nah

in 2016 i was poppin' them xannies

now i'm in percies

lastin' forever in

run up on me goin' harder than granny

sit down muhfucker 'cause i know you can't stand it

outlandish

i'm gorilla in the mesh

you just a kung fu panda

i ain't sippin' clean nothin'

this some dirty fanta

with a bitch on my lap like my first name santa

you get jacked like a pumpkin

no o'lantern

uh

vvs on my ring like the green lantern you gon' kiss it like a mafia king

i'm a boss

that's a mafia thing

808 my chopper that's a mafia thing

yeah

uh

yeah

i did it

mom

i made it

from goin' to physics class

to

tourin' the world

shittin' on everybody

the world is my potty

i'm shitting on every possy

and i don't even got a team like that

i aim with my eye

i don't need a beam like that

run up on me

choppa make you sing like that

make you march like martin luther king

in fact

i'm blacked

and excellent

i'm shittin' on these niggas

this is a excrement

i rapped on another beat that's some extra shit

you niggas gon' have to deal with the mess of it

i thought i told yo' ass not to mess wit' it

i see this shit before i say it

telepathy

it's like i talk to my conscious

i say what it's tellin' me

anything besides money

eh

it's kinda irrelevant

i can't focus without codeine

my medicine

i sip it until i'm slurrin' and spittin' impediments

i'm ballin' to the point where i think i need a letterman

westwood at the gates of london

he just had to let 'em in

i'm here

spazzin' on every single track he pass

you run up

i leave you leakin' on a maxipad

i'm ballin'

hard

these other niggas on the bench

i swear

they need to stay where they at

nigga

i'm takin' over the world

a map for a map

i'm off of a ecstasy pill

that's a flat for a flat

i'm up to bat

throw a fastball

it's a hit

i hit a lick

then i hit a hit on yo' bitch i don't miss

listen

i heard yo' bitch on my hitlist

i hit that bitch

then i'm dippin'

you run up on me

i'm shootin'

that choppa on me is spittin'

my wordplay is amazing

my flow is so brazy

i'm shakin' shit up like i said

no haiti

this is freestyle shit

it's authentic

my flow

it burns niggas

careers is arsenic

my flow badder than bad women

i rock shows like kravitz and john lennon

yo' sins ain't forgivin'

i'm the rap god

call me juice allah

did i take it too far?

did i take two bars

to get on mars?

to more like

i got a little tongue twisted

but i'm still gifted

still spittin'

still rippin' writtens

this premonition is really killin' it

and these niggas ain't shit

but civics

me i'm bentley

get it

bitch

don't you forget it

the shit that you talking

i really lived it

i sold my soul then bought it back

i finessed 'em

you run up on me

choppa holy it'll bless 'em

he talking stupid 'till they shoot him

that's my weapon

i got a couple of bars i could spit

maybe i'll just use 'em in this shit

or maybe i'll just use 'em in a skit

my first guess

they wanted shit

my next project

it's gon' be harder

my arm in the rim

really

i feel like vince carter

i'm at yo' head nigga

i feel like a barber

you on the bench nigga

and i am a starter

i die for my shit nigga

feel like i'm a martyr

my shit's off the charts

you run up

that's okay you catch a hole to your heart

i put that on my life

and that shit come from the heart

i'm freestyling on live

that's how it is

yo' bitch swallow the kids

she up in my crib

i'm tellin' you how it is

man

this rap shit serious like xm

i ex them

i fuck the bitch that he's next to

she hangin' out

fuck her curfew

you my son

lil' nigga i birthed you

but i shine

like the pair of them church shoes

i ain't been to church in a long time

'cause they all lies

all the legends

where they at? they all die

well

i don't wanna be a legend up in my prime

but

i know it's still prime time

stars

how i shine

when they align with the planet

you know some shit is goin' on

i transform like omegatron

when my favourite song is on

fuckin' that bitch like the ramadan

man

i spit shit

so cool

i breakdance shit like the old school

i'm never runnin' out of energy

i'm a suspect grippin' this vicinity

try me if you want

'cause i swear it's not gon' end cool

i'ma prolly pull up to your cruel like

where the fuck is you"