Lyrics Bizzle – Summer Sixteen Freestyle

I see you looking, looking
I know I’m alil late
Better late than never though, right?
Bizzle

Came in the game yelling «god over money» before I had a dollar on me
If I’m rubbing you the wrong way good you ain’t getting no massages from me
I don’t even expect much not even a fair shake, no love for me
If the root of evil is to love money you screwed the people for enough it
I don’t care nothing ’bout the rap game I just care about the listeners
I just want to give them something better than the nonsense they have been giving us

All they giving you is gun busting, drug, money, sex like it’s real lit
If you ever see the movie concussion oh buddy think of me as will smith
Trying to hit them with the real in a game where the fake pays real well
Get a couple tattoos, tell ’em how you kill niggas in the will sell
Or maybe you is a killer and I ain’t saying you ain’t no killer man
I’m just saying if we took a body count I bet everyone you killed in black
So look at your people, go ahead face them, tell them you hate them
Tell them how you take a black life quick like you able to replace them
Tell them you know how your lyrics influence them that’s why you don’t let your kids play them, or say them
But as long as your check clear you don’t ever plan to change them

It feels like I’m the only one that cares
Fed up with the game, I’m I the only one that’s there?
I know I’m not it just feels that way
It’s a whole lotta money on the line now pipe down biz you can get killed that way
It’s real that way, I know, know, know, know
Know that they plotting on me
I can feel it when the dot is on me, if you coulda shot you’d have shot me homey
If you had dirt you would dropped it on me
So the only way to go is lying on me
Only power you got is money or fear, none of them a problem for me

I know, know, know, know, know that you scared now
Came up slow but I came up, what you ain’t built up you can’t tear down
And I ain’t much of a networker ’cause I ain’t really with the kissing up
I ain’t here to make friends with the competition I’m in it for the mission
Anyone can get it, really what I’m wishing, they would see the vision
We always talking about becoming a statistic, well let’s change what them stats are
To them you are just a black car, they advertise death all over your tracks dawg
Dis Nascar

If you go against the money they gone label you a hater
It don’t matter if you right or wrong you gotta be hater
That’s the thinking when you’re brainwashed, all about the paper
I become a stain you can’t wash, Asalam Aleikum homey
Yeah I’m from the hood too, I’m just tryna show ’em what they could do
Push through, man sometimes I wonder if the hood knew
That god loves the poor, even though it seems work
He said the first should be last and the last should be the first
What Jesus said when he returns will he find faith on earth
What Jesus said when he returns will he find faith on earth