CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Dark Red Freestyle
Oh my God
Uhh
This is weird
The devil’s been dangling all these carrots
French kissing girls though this n***a is not in Paris
Looking at you n***as like how are you now embarra**ed
That the Steve Harvey of rap turned you to Tim and Eric, a joke
But let’s not poke when the family feuds
I’m making alt rap, you serving the same the foods
I got a song for every playlist and every mood
As I’m breaking all the laws like Jude cause f**ks rule
You cuck dudes must be confused enough snooze
Cause sleeping on a n***a will be plush doom
R.I.P MF these MF's is not cool
But f**k it I won’t discuss it my sky are azul lately
Ever since I stopped running after what you were chasing
Lately have no objective
Than spit new flow with message
No interviews only sessions
My tennis shoes are in heaven
That means I’m walking clouds
That’s mean I might be your reverend
I’m spittin' hallelujahs
Straight out of my Medulla
She got some good brain
I’m f**king on my tutor
Wait I dropped out
But that was not a cop out
That more like f**k the fict**ious
Living and frat house
Humble my beginnings but finished
Bringing my stats down
So you don’t feel diminished
Want my percentage no dap pounds
I’ll grant you forgiveness
The music business a cash cow
And y’all forgot the premise
You got the image but craps sound
This one ain’t for TikTok
My sh*t knocks
I’ve been moving boulders y’all barely managed to kick rocks
My cup got many holders no soda get off of this c*ck
Illest and the weird begins with me and the list stops
My sh*t slaps like Will… nah that’s lame
My flow vacuum sealed ehh the same
Regardless how you feel I done changed
The intern’s dead I’m carving a new lane
Like wow
I don't even
Nevermind
Uhh
This is weird
The devil’s been dangling all these carrots
French kissing girls though this n***a is not in Paris
Looking at you n***as like how are you now embarra**ed
That the Steve Harvey of rap turned you to Tim and Eric, a joke
But let’s not poke when the family feuds
I’m making alt rap, you serving the same the foods
I got a song for every playlist and every mood
As I’m breaking all the laws like Jude cause f**ks rule
You cuck dudes must be confused enough snooze
Cause sleeping on a n***a will be plush doom
R.I.P MF these MF's is not cool
But f**k it I won’t discuss it my sky are azul lately
Ever since I stopped running after what you were chasing
Lately have no objective
Than spit new flow with message
No interviews only sessions
My tennis shoes are in heaven
That means I’m walking clouds
That’s mean I might be your reverend
I’m spittin' hallelujahs
Straight out of my Medulla
She got some good brain
I’m f**king on my tutor
Wait I dropped out
But that was not a cop out
That more like f**k the fict**ious
Living and frat house
Humble my beginnings but finished
Bringing my stats down
So you don’t feel diminished
Want my percentage no dap pounds
I’ll grant you forgiveness
The music business a cash cow
And y’all forgot the premise
You got the image but craps sound
This one ain’t for TikTok
My sh*t knocks
I’ve been moving boulders y’all barely managed to kick rocks
My cup got many holders no soda get off of this c*ck
Illest and the weird begins with me and the list stops
My sh*t slaps like Will… nah that’s lame
My flow vacuum sealed ehh the same
Regardless how you feel I done changed
The intern’s dead I’m carving a new lane
Like wow
I don't even
Nevermind
