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2:00 A.M. Freestyle

by Primere

[Verse 1: Primere]
I guess “luck is for the mediocre”
So I'm ready to take a fatass dose of
Chance, opportunity, and make moves
But I'm not a junky like these trash rappers that be acting fools
Rules don't apply to me, I stay behind to see
The fails of others so I don't end up the same
I don't want the money to make me insane
Lyricsm homie, that's the name of the game
Fuck the lame, opposition's getting crushed
Running up the boulevard just to get the bus
Gotta hop on two just to get to another city
'Bout to flip a shirt, selling it for $15
Business, my rapping is a brand
I'm doing it on my own, ‘cause no one lends a hand
If you don't got the money homie don't expect the work
I've been going hard since my fucking birth, yeah
[Verse 2: Primere]
If I had a dollar for every time I doubted myself
I'd have about two bucks, I don't give two fucks about my competition
I'm caught up in the mission to make my vision a reality
There's people mad at me
I swear it's sad to see my people in the dumps they are
I'm hungry, 'bout to get bread and tell Merk to grab a piece
And probably wrap a tree in some backwood, and smoke it with him to live happily
Actually, I don't smoke
Fuck materialism just to die broke
And fuck a 9 to 5, little homie, that's what mom said
I'm good with my mouth like a bitch who gives bomb head
PAUSE, I'm talking rapping
Fuck a lying ho, and a politician who loves to stay with his acting
B.Truthful ‘till I die, that's the motto
I'll always keep it true 'cause I got to, yeah