Appellate Court Freestyle - Prison Tapes

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Tory

Double standard society

Feds tryin' me

Law practicing off inspire me

I found crooked ways more sly

Sly as I can be, yeah

I really want my bitch to do like the rain and fall for a nigga

I'm outta line until the day they call for a nigga

Sudan the refugee feel like Darfur, my nigga

We battling over these fences, parkour my nigga

You see these A & R's playin' stars and XX playin' sex

Encrypted back door deals, that niggas playin' next

Closin' meetings playing vex

Try and get them pay the check

I need a deal at A to Z and right now it's at A to X

As an ex-ex concernеd about who's playin' next

And then my next probably concеrned about who's playing text

I'm in the scouts like, fuck it, who gon' play next

That decision right there way too heavy to stress

But let's talk about stress, I got whole labels gettin' at me

Blogs nitpicking, niggas tryna prick up at me

Prosecutor tried to paint me young, dumb, and trigger-happy

Tried to revoke my bail last week, I'm like, "Really Kathy?"

The judge like the only person not holding a grudge

I'm just hoping that he see past all the smears and the smudge

I'm just tryna be outside, holdin' bands in the club

Doin' shit for my lil' cousins, not doin' years in the mug

See shit don't appear as it was, got peers actin' finicky

Last year scared

But this year want to mention me

Bunch of hoe-bitch-ass, fuck-nigga energy

Bunch of hoe-bitch-ass, fuck-nigga tendencies

Y'all see niggas with these chains

And think they got it all

Me, I'm tryna shine like the black

Under the Armor All

Shawty suckin' and her hands clutched together

Under me like volleyball

Chain, so much colors

When they swang look like Mardi Gras

Y'all niggas hardly ball, but get to talkin' slick

And I'll just crash like I'm naughty dog

Scared of y'all? Not at all; niggas pump-fake

It's hard to stomach like a body ball

I will not stop at all, waiter come and top it off

Shit is 'bout to get spook

It's best that y'all not involved

I know niggas that say they got more bitches

But really do more trickin' than "ta-da-da"

Impressed? Not at all

Again, condo in the sky, I'm eightieth floor

I'm expandin' to a mansion that come with lake and a shore

Am I sure? Eatin' arroz con pollo all on the tour

Dollar signs tatted all on my mind

Shit I can't ignore

They say diamonds last forever like umbrellas under raindrops

Double-jointed suicidal doors when the Wraith stop

V-12 engine, windows tinted, duckin' plain cops

They hate they had to witness niggas winning, they became opps

When the plane stop, you put your mask on first

We used to hit the ATM and put the mask on first

We used to ride the MTA, now Maybachs in reverse

This the shit we used to pray for in the back of the church

They knew they couldn't stop the hustle, so they shackled us first

Isaiah 54:17, you know that didn't work

A million in my mausoleum put some cash in my hearse

Cover me in the blood of Jesus till I'm covered in dirt

They could trap my body but can't trap my mind

In the law library, niggas pass the time

I still ain't pass the torch, still ain't past my prime

Do planks, push-ups, and pull-ups, pen-and-pad my rhymes

We used to look up to the dope boys, the bitches called us broke boys

Drivin' Honda Civics but had visions of the Rolls-Royce

McLaren doors go up, and bitches pull their panties down

'Cause we poppin' tags, but we used to rock them hand-me-downs

You could try to build 'em up, they still gon' try and tear you down

They show their true colors, do numbers, bet they hear you now

Two sides to everything, the condo came with three stories

Poolside, they tryna catch a wave, tryna reach for me

Burnin' bridges, put dirt on my image, tryin' to destroy me

Church closed, I ain't got nobody who could preach for me

Netflix special, political refugee story

Free Max B and Big Meech, nigga, free Tory