RoadRunner Gdo - Undeniable (Freestyle)

I turned my dreams into reality
Look at the sack got a bag in a bag
2017 I was in this shit half deep
Now you see me in back of the Bach
(Uh-huh)
I was like 17 when the word around was the hundreds turned into racks
I’ma throw 31 out this 17
For my brother get ya ass cracked
(Uh-huh)
I was doing anything on a daily basis
Ain’t nobody think I’d make it
I put in, waited and waited
Got too impatient
Something just told me to take it
Cool I’ll play the underestimated
Key to the game you stay if you don’t fake it
Gone, let them sleep through history in the making
It’s undeniable they gotta face it
Demon for racing
SRT8 turn the pigs into bacon
This ain’t Andretti nor is it McLaren
This isn’t new I get paid it’s apparent
I learned to see through how they make it look
Boot up the ecstasy bringing the hooks
It was a blessing me leaving the porch
Wake up she next to me sleep in velour
I just know she ain’t American
I don't know shit ‘bout her pedigree
She came to let me get neck deep
I let her get next to me tax free
I wanna fuck with the plug
The middle man won’t get over on or tax me
I made a stain with my blood
To die before I let a one percenter trap me
(Ah-yeah)
I’ll go to war with a God
If that’s how I even the odds
They told me load up and shoot for the stars
But they don’t even look that far
No energy for a facade
Shorty a addict she fucking for bars
I know the diamonds shine from afar
But you ain’t gotta look that hard
How he so clean, he came out the gutter
Niggas be changing, winter to summer
Can’t be complacent the sun always comes up again in a day
Never late or complaining, you know it
Boot the Tesla, get below the influence
So offensive we been running the score up yeah
She wanna get with a FreeBuck maker
MONO gone make him a new celebration
LSG super for pulling the capers
Niggas don’t play with the holiday makers
Pull up Andretti like OG I made it
Skrrt the McLaren like wassup lil baby
I just went got my lil bro put them cages
(Uh-huh)
Syrup with pop and the piff in the mix
I should be hardly feeling this shit
It broke her heart I got caught with a blick yeah
OG I’m sorry got stuck in my ways
I been fence sitting on a thin line between love and hate
It took ten years for me to realize a leech from a snake
Step on they neck and don’t settle
(Yeah)
RoadRunners breaking the pedal
(Yeah)
Blick on me like I got medals
Back end give me the extras
Hollow points send him a message
I turned my dreams into reality
Look at the sack got a bag in a bag
2017 I was in this shit half deep
Now you see me in back of the Bach
(Uh-huh)
I was like 17 when the word around was the hundreds turned into racks
I’ma throw 31 out this 17
For my brother get ya ass cracked
(Uh-huh)
I was doing anything on a daily basis
Ain’t nobody think I’d make it
I put in, waited and waited
Got too impatient
Something just told me to take it
Cool I’ll play the underestimated
Key to the game you stay if you don’t fake it
Gone, let them sleep through history in the making
It’s undeniable they gotta face it

Written by:
Lilton Crider

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