Isaiah James - New Year's Freestyle IV Lyrics

Talk to em Zay!

Lemme get it
Lemme rip it
Ima spit it
Ima kill it
Boy the talent is infinite
Going deep, I'm always digging
Real life you know I pen it
Fairy tales I never spin 'em
I'm the realest on the scene
I ain't got no competition
I'm the big dawg
Boy I'm back in the booth
I said I'm back in the booth
Bout to tap into truth
Man these rappers is throwed
They done lit up my fuse
We ain't one in the same
All they records is lame
I ain't ever been a gangster
But I'm giving you these bangers
You would think I'm outta Texas
Way I'm coming through swanging
Never lane changing
Boy I'm trail blazing
This is what they wanted, bro
This is Super Saiyan
"Ooh I just like the beat
I think that bass so neat
I can't vibe with heavy lyrics tho it ain't that deep"
Man
I don't want you 'round me
Always bringing substance 'n I do it proudly
Aye who I be?
Aye who I be?
Man I'm the illest in my city on the M-I-C
I told my shorty I'm committed
I'm the M.I.P.
Yea, that's the most improved playa
Ain't no need to be a chaser
Really nothing was the same
But I'm on my best behavior
Rather be the one they hating on than just another hater
Know I'm dripping with the sauce
'N they digging on my flava
I be dishing out the dope
I be startling the neighbors
You do all the going out
I do all the going in
Always 'hind bars
'Cause I'm criminal with the pen
Putting phonies in a noose
I ain't ever calling truce
Man the real gon live
I ain't ever been a coon
"Zay you ain't in the club"
No sir I'm ghost
I ain't caught up in the game seeing who can do the most
Just a lot of empty boasts
Fall apart like Post
This is where they turn me off
'Cause they hate those quotes
They want me flipping the work
Pimping the girls who gon twerk
I live my life in reverse
New level, feeling like Ferg
They just be chasing the clout
Slave to they checking accounts
My plug give no room for doubt
Always come thru, ain't no droughts
Thank God I don't ever abide by established
Guidelines keeping brothers inside of fabrics
Commissioned by the state
Y'all hate being average
It ain't about us
I keep my wants in absence
I poured my soul on Ride For Me
My heart's on my sleeve, that's an obvious thing
Ain't no comedy, ain't no apologies
They be starving for G's but C.R.E.A.M. mean nothing to me
Yeshua, that's my ruler
You don't even measure up
What you got besides the mula?
What you got besides the jeweler?
You be flexing with the clip
Y'all just making me sick
Only thang you finna end, boy
Is my wits
Real talk
Real walk
Naw naw you ain't real dawg
Watches 'n the topping
Please pick some different topics
Swearing that they killing but I put em in the coffin
Only way I'm finna lean boy
Is on God