J-Hill - Truffle Butter Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Slick Rick] Here we go [Verse 1: J. Hill] Thinking out loud My name ain't Oscar but my whole family Proud And imma put em on when I make a pretty penny I hate a b**h that keep her hand out like gimme Like wait a minute, wait a minute You wasn't shooting in the gym, you wasn't writing with the pen Them other n***as I ain't them I'm the youngest OG' I'm a P.I.M.P Swear my life is like a movie need to get this sh** on film I be George Lucas with the flow If any star want war muhf**a' we can go Toe to toe blow for blow I'm the only one like Obi Wan Kenobi's light saber that's gonna glow Wait city on that Chiraq drilla' sh** Ok that's cool but make way for a lyricist The last of a dying breed I'm feeling like I'm Ludacris Cuz ain't nobody making nothing as hard or as real as this They know I'm snapping so they try to tell me chill and sh** But f** that I'm going hard for a reason Aye f** that I'm going hard as long as I'm breathing I just k**ed the game and its only Preseaon you know [Chorus: J. Hill & Biggie Smalls] It don't stop, and imma keep going til I get to the top Rap fiends want that crack, best believe I got that rock n***a he know, she know, they know, and now Stack chips like casinos 10s, 20s, 50s, all the way to the C-Note Them other n***as rap but they can't f** with me though If you don't know now you know n***a uh [Verse 2: J. Hill] Now I'm thinking to myself I gotta be the best f** everybody else Been wrestling old thoughts now I'm showing No Mercy The flow knows No Limit like it's signed to Mr. Percy I know ya heard me I'm in a Lou state of mind Another rapper like me? You will never find I'm bout to climb up the ladder Watch my pockets get fatter Watch my b**hes get badder Haters pissed small bladder One time for my n***as that stayed down Stayed down, stayed real yep no clowns Yall got more bull sh** than a rodeo And keep it real I don't listen to the radio It's all wack catchy rappers These n***as lying bout cane like fake a** Kappas They going back forth like who spit the better lies While I make these hoes go crazy with these Kevin Fedderlines With all apologies to Brittney I hate ducks and goofies so miss me with that Disney [Chorus: J. Hill & Biggie Smalls] It don't stop, and imma keep going til I get to the top Rap fiends want that crack, best believe I got that rock n***a he know, she know, they know, and now Stack chips like casinos 10s, 20s, 50s, all the way to the C-Note Them other n***as rap but they can't f** with me though If you don't know now you know n***a uh