Tay Lew - Quarantine & Crown Freestyle

Ahhh shit, ahh yeah
We got that Crown royal, Feelin fit for a king
Mixed with that faygo

Uh!

This for, y'all who doubted me
I know the family proud of me
I swear that ima site to see
This rappin' shit is right for me

I'm all in for the quick thrill
Cold young nigga, bitch I'm bringing the wind chill
Titled mentality - any nigga can get killed
Know that I'm the truth you can see how my soul spill

This is that - astronomical flow, the beats oxygen low
Ain't gon never stop grinding - cause it's all I know
The Red light turned green, it's an all out go
Yall niggas eating over there, but tryna bite my flow

But let me switch it
On a mission
Water whipping
In the kitchen
Flipping pigeons
Yea I'm different

I don't got no time for no beef
Niggas wanna run up I gotta grab my heat
You Came cross some warriors, you think you CP3?
I'm Ducked out in Otown, yall don't deserve to see me

Uh
I'm bout to level up
Y'all finna feel me more
Get a 3 piece special
I spit it from my core
I write every single letter every metaphor
We just getting started, got mo platinum shit in stores

Niggas fraid to feature cause they know I'm better
Beat got the flu, check it's temp, under the weather
Spittin gold all day, mothafuck a schedule
Fame shit could be poison, can't let it get ahead ya
Hit by the wrong missle, think they misled ya
I Think I found the snake, think I'm bout to make leather

Written by:
Jaranta Lewis

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