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A REVEALING FREESTYLE Video (MV)




Performed By: Tobe Nwigwe
Length: 2:54
Written by: Tobe Nwigwe




Tobe Nwigwe - A REVEALING FREESTYLE Lyrics
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Aight
The vinyls are here
And in
The spirit of get twisted Sundays
We gon' do something special for the city of Houston
So if you not from Houston just act like you are you feel me

Ay look
Might just stop rapping just to give you boys a chance (yeah)
Mc Hammer, how I rap with choreo and dance (yeah)
I could put a song out with no chorus, it still jam
Nozzle long as stegosaurus on the pistol in my pants (yeah)
But I'm non-violent word to Martin and Coretta
Just keep the red dot beaming for the demons with vendettas (okay)
I know they hate to see the child of yah cheesed up with cheddar
With a aura that's indicative of the alpha and omega (okay)
Big words for you nerds, a big dub for the West (yup)
Just chopped it up with Nas, Diddy hit me on the text (yup)
Lowkey it was a FaceTime, but I ain't even tryna flex
I'm just saying I was broke and now I'm rocking with the best (yeah)
Young black and blessed in the land of the treachery (yeah)
Wife good kids good pocket full of celery (yeah) (okay)
C.j. Steve Stoute and Master P gave me the recipe
And hell, I did it independent ain't no label standing next to me (yeah)
Beyoncé ain't the only child out of the H that had a destiny (yeah)
Fat led Intercessory, Nell producer of the century (yeah)
Be mindful when you mention me shooters get it in for me
Nina sing like Simone if you harm anyone that's kin to me (yeah)
That's just how it is baby that's just how we rocking (yeah)
Just started trading stocks dust gon' put me up on options (okay)
Started from the bottom now they treat my bars like doctrine
Only allergy I have is being broke, I'm good on pollen (yeah)
Shout out to them frauds I know that lifestyle is exhausting (yeah)
I pray you face your demons 'fore you deep inside a coffin (okay) (yeah)
I grew up 'round them heathens far from Eden and the prophets
But maneuver like a deacon for those seeking for the faucet (yeah)
That provides hydration every line is like a sip (yeah)
I resonate with Nipsey I spent time around the Crips (yeah)
My hood think I'm divine 'cause I stayed dine and I ain't switch
And I got mo sauce than Heinz that's why I design all my fits (yeah)
Hell yeah I'm rich but it ain't just financial
We built this hoe with nothing but Nike socks, Nike sandals (yeah)
Got a wife got some kids but I ain't never had a scandal
In the midst of all the harlots and the thots tryna get samples (yeah)
Young Tob peen y'all know what I mean (mean) (yeah)
Popped up twice looking lovely on the scene (yeah)
He swerve and I swing (yeah) fat be the queen (yeah)
And lowkey she pregnant as hell we just ain't said a thing (ah)
There kid number three or maybe even four
We only been to one doctor visit hell we don't even know (yeah)
But it's going down, young black in love
Before I lay me down to sleep I shoot up the club
Gon' show me love, miss me with the hate (yeah)
She thought that period was coming I said, "Hell nah it ain't late"
"That thing ain't coming"

Wait, aight that's it, that's it
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Aight
The vinyls are here
And in
The spirit of get twisted Sundays
We gon' do something special for the city of Houston
So if you not from Houston just act like you are you feel me

Ay look
Might just stop rapping just to give you boys a chance (yeah)
Mc Hammer, how I rap with choreo and dance (yeah)
I could put a song out with no chorus, it still jam
Nozzle long as stegosaurus on the pistol in my pants (yeah)
But I'm non-violent word to Martin and Coretta
Just keep the red dot beaming for the demons with vendettas (okay)
I know they hate to see the child of yah cheesed up with cheddar
With a aura that's indicative of the alpha and omega (okay)
Big words for you nerds, a big dub for the West (yup)
Just chopped it up with Nas, Diddy hit me on the text (yup)
Lowkey it was a FaceTime, but I ain't even tryna flex
I'm just saying I was broke and now I'm rocking with the best (yeah)
Young black and blessed in the land of the treachery (yeah)
Wife good kids good pocket full of celery (yeah) (okay)
C.j. Steve Stoute and Master P gave me the recipe
And hell, I did it independent ain't no label standing next to me (yeah)
Beyoncé ain't the only child out of the H that had a destiny (yeah)
Fat led Intercessory, Nell producer of the century (yeah)
Be mindful when you mention me shooters get it in for me
Nina sing like Simone if you harm anyone that's kin to me (yeah)
That's just how it is baby that's just how we rocking (yeah)
Just started trading stocks dust gon' put me up on options (okay)
Started from the bottom now they treat my bars like doctrine
Only allergy I have is being broke, I'm good on pollen (yeah)
Shout out to them frauds I know that lifestyle is exhausting (yeah)
I pray you face your demons 'fore you deep inside a coffin (okay) (yeah)
I grew up 'round them heathens far from Eden and the prophets
But maneuver like a deacon for those seeking for the faucet (yeah)
That provides hydration every line is like a sip (yeah)
I resonate with Nipsey I spent time around the Crips (yeah)
My hood think I'm divine 'cause I stayed dine and I ain't switch
And I got mo sauce than Heinz that's why I design all my fits (yeah)
Hell yeah I'm rich but it ain't just financial
We built this hoe with nothing but Nike socks, Nike sandals (yeah)
Got a wife got some kids but I ain't never had a scandal
In the midst of all the harlots and the thots tryna get samples (yeah)
Young Tob peen y'all know what I mean (mean) (yeah)
Popped up twice looking lovely on the scene (yeah)
He swerve and I swing (yeah) fat be the queen (yeah)
And lowkey she pregnant as hell we just ain't said a thing (ah)
There kid number three or maybe even four
We only been to one doctor visit hell we don't even know (yeah)
But it's going down, young black in love
Before I lay me down to sleep I shoot up the club
Gon' show me love, miss me with the hate (yeah)
She thought that period was coming I said, "Hell nah it ain't late"
"That thing ain't coming"

Wait, aight that's it, that's it
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Writer: Tobe Nwigwe
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