Freewrite I (Explicit)-Onyx

Aye I feel like fukkit, motherfuck it, what the fuck is up? Nothing. Cause there ain’t nowhere to go, when you higher than the summit But I keep, on running Trynna peak, be something What it mean? Be someone Keeping it g and keep the love and keep the peace Till I’m buzzing bust and beast beats bumping Plus some weed trees puffing, in the green, rising above and Up and coming, run and gunning raise the GRV YRD up and No mistake Know the name GRHYME a great, they gon’ love it And ain’t gon’ be no puppet shit, INDEPENDANT publishing, Up in the pen I’m penitent intent to pen the pressure pent Cause I’m out my head when I’m painting pictures, perfect Kodak moment pain No deny I’d die to live but living I’m dying every day Got me livid bitch I’m pissed I cannot piss my life away, nine to five to ninety five, I’d take a nine at five in place At this pace, outta place, outter space the place I lay I need purpose more than worthless work for someone else’s pay, AYE