Correction Lyrics Every Friday Freestyle by Travis Thompson

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I ain’t really one for the attention
But I feel like I’m worthy now so I’ll make an exception
I just ate a eighth and signed a deal I need ascension
Cos every Friday someone dropping sh*t is unimpressive, look
I could blow the roof off of this b*t*h in one sentence
Everyone’s unnoticed like they wonder where the rent is
I’m in and out of this steak calling mama for little check ins
Could never abort the mission she answering from extensions
And pops is still working nightly that hunger never subsided
Not a soul who could tell me the pot I got ain’t divided
I came in but who I die with it’s really the perfect timing
I’m ugly at every angle get money in every lighting, look
Had to buy the baby Benz to match the baby face, uh
Had to get my lady in and get this 80’s face, uh
Had to run a lil route to lose the baby weight
But I been eating good my pockets lick the muhf**kin plate
If you don’t like me, sh*t, then don’t invite me
Bet I find a way inside that b*t*h and turn it Spike Lee
Bet the viewers you could do a number on yo psyche
And make an existential crisis out yo f**king timepiece
That’s strike three
I slight treats
Y’all not slice y’all mice be
Fallbacks is time shares and track trains with tight beasts
Play with the same racks you had back in high school
And talk like yo bum a** could keep up with my speed, unlikely
Don’t write me
Don’t ask sh*t
Entice me
Go bad sh*t
Unopened old mail be new cheques and back ends
Thirst over hoes say y’all pu**y n’ bad lips
And fighting for fractions I touch I’ll move past this
Lil Travvy just left a session in Calabasas
Told the Disney kid that he sucked in Hannah Montana
Traded instagrams and I sold him a lil acid
Need my reckless agenda to get push did to Kyle ma**es
It’s a lot tho
Came to get me, Stockholm
Seen a flock for changes
Seem to change up when the stock low
Seen my bucket losing bumpy bad into a pothole
But now I ride a foreign round the city like a boss tho
I promise man there’s few like this who spit it true like this
Needed pitchfork slander
I needed slew type bliss
Who the new cash stacks
Man come up use my d**k
And tell that spy kid dunce to review my sh*t
I’m finna f**k up, I’m coming way different
When I drop don’t say this Seattle that came with it
Really out this town if I do it’s a paid visit
Boy you changing now, had to flip up the same digits
Awaken the flame, get it
It’s basil was made in it
Don’t play with your name, listen
You not in the race with us, look
All I came to say is get the muhf**kin album when it drop
Two times, get the f**kin album when it drop
Ion know maybe I’m too talented to pop
But imma throw sh*t at the wall until my god run out the clock, huh
9/20 come I’ll be cemented in this b*t*h
It ain’t another f**king album you should mention in this b*t*h, Ambaum

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