A Calabasas Freestyle

This that Calabasas Freestyle, let's go Verse This that fresh whip Pull the checks, receipt stashed, straight to the palm, drippin�� I been gone too long, feel like it's all different Oh Swear, I've been nowhere specific In between destinations and flyin�� over the Pacific And all these jets that we rented I seen niggas fumble with frames, tryna keep up they image I write writtens to break the bars of your mental prison Stencil hieroglyphs with colored pencils to Central Britain This is potential business, the monster has awoken And they stressed 'cause he's dressing different And gassin' the freshest niggas, you're fuckin' fantastic And your fashion is Activision Whoo No wonder they act suspicious, they mad defensive Man, they couldn't even grasp most practical sense Fuck it, I'm blasted, I��m reckless Oh shit With no actual past, it��s impressive Rap is just one of my fetishes, like a dragon that's pregnant Young boys lyin�� on they records Whoo Baby if I say I got the cash, it's a factual sentence This is drastically different Woah That's why I had to drop the tape just to gradually shift it Why this lil' nigga wearin�� rags if he got all the riches Shadow boxin' demons, diggin' ditches for all of these lizards When I'm finished with 'em And they can't understand my intentions No Man, they can't understand my inventions Yeah Wish I had a intervention when I was stuck in detention Whoo Ten black sheep deep, they just want us to blend in Oh That's what the neural net will say when the AI is sentient I'm a art connoisseur, hope you all remember this And tell the future Kama Sutra, got the latest, let 'em in I'm just a youngin' but I got the knowledge like a veteran Bridge Oh my, 'nother young black boy dead again Fuck this, 'bout to blow the top off, let it rip No shade, new figures, new clip These niggas won't stick, try to put us in the chains I just bought a new wrist, I just bought a new whip Put the vision on the top, say we too hubris Tried to kick us out the block, I been on my new shit Man we come if you ready or not Man I'm with the squad, they got all the guap We don't ever see you at the spot, they just talk a lot Outro Ooh, woah Ooh, yuh They just like to talk a lot Ooh, woah Yuh, damn Yah Tell 'em we on the way Nah, we need a big table in the party The big table, the one in the middle Yah You already know what it is Tell Jordan I'm back in his city, no games Somebody get Azi on the phone with a loud pack Nah, nah, nah, I need the, I need the spaghetti from Toscanova With the olive oil and the garlic With the motherfuckin' truffle fries with no cheese, nigga We rabid, what you thought it was Yah, ayy, yah Ayy, yah