Alone time - Free Flow lyrics

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Alone time - Free Flow lyrics

[Verse 1: CONNOR] We be going long So we putting in the footwork In my zone when I kick it So my foot hurt Young C Wiig And he coming out the woodwork Every time I lay a verse They be like, “Good work!” I'm a sly dude Put in work all day though Got them nice moves like my name was MJ doe Run up on me and you get olayed hoe Kick and a push And they run amuck Like a cat toy They be like, “Oh sh**, whaddup?” Cause it's dat boi But I pledge alleg to my city Like a parapleg on a pair of skis sh**'s trippy And I'm smoking green like a parakeet On the balcony f** with me Prerogative Mr. T And you're the fool that I pity All about the details What's the nitty-gritty? Only go for tree sales if it's sticky icky Love for the females Wide and itty-bitty But when this place blows up like Yosemite I just hope that you remember me [Verse 2: CONNOR] I just wanna make music that y'all can relate with Some art to fill that emptiness you feel when it's spacious The key is to be gracious Improve on your patience Don't dig your own grave Or become your own patient So I scream f** hate I'm up late to update my state And I can't adjust fate But I serve these cats like I just ate And I masticate to make weight Then I go out my way to make the cake Always on-the-go like my feet were shake weights Everybody worried about the CREAM But I don't let the cash daunt me Positive energy's what I need around me Don't… Step into my house cause it's haunted C Wiig And I'm feeling quite anointed Keep a buffet of rappers like Warren Wait, that's Buffet Ah f** it Turn a Warren to a Duncan Now I'm slam dunking Like 85 on my back Yeah you know my words running That's Ocho Cinco Hit you with the Tradesmen That's Uncle Rico All eyes on Jenkins like they wearing a pea coat Gold chains I don't need those Kept the hope and faith Like my name was Tim Tebow And the flow is great They love my C-notes This is conscience battling ego And it's monstrous No d-low In the co*kpit And my rhymes like comets Flying through ya comments Hushing all the nonsense Bringing back life to a soul that was jaundice Yeah they know I'm on this