Skrip - Free Agent lyrics

[Verse 1] Tired of noisy hustlers Doctors that try to operate on young busters Nurses that come around and we can't trust them Live my whole life like I'm gone be combusted But My life been so frustrating I been working hard while they sitting and they just hatin I'mma own a network so you know I'll get your dial changing Jesus, the crowd hates him Y'all ain't trying to bow you blazing Y'all don't even know the thousand islands That my mouth invading This is the reason, the season I'm reaching for the nations Dressed to impress, I confess because It's the Lord's occasion Churches getting packed we rock Until the doors will cave in Talking marvel comics adjective (Fantastic, Amazing) This that new wave, new school atlantic It's been hard being hispanic without speaking spanish Everybody talking like they got the truth But they only speaking what's forbidden like the bitten fruit I can't help but be a music slueth All these other rappers sad up in the booth They don't need a mic they just need a little tissue I'm not being cruel, I just know there's far more work to do Then to sit up in a pew, laborers are few They say hurt is true. truth hurts [Verse 2] I'm fly like I'm creflo (no plane though) Big willie style like Im Esco (know ya lane bro) I'm like that nice boy next door no j.lo (I'm fresh though) No watchmen does his job if they lay low (just say that) While y'all debate theology, I relay theology All roads don't lead to heaven, Jesus only, God I see Living systematically, while y'all making up doctrines I be ace in the coffin, read my post malone saucing So we must be critical but why you staying cynical Everyone is on a journey so I'm trying not to kick the mule God's process is tangible and Invisible I'm only rapping cuz this is a tool in a nation indivisible You say it's subjective you really just living reckless You can't see what's coming, I question who you thinking the best is I'm begging every rapper in the industry to test this Can I get a little confident, I promise there's a message Got some quarters on my dresser Maserati pressure I'm not claiming I don't mess up For God to increase I become lesser I be on that I be oh so on that Y'all ain't see what I been through what you think is new I done wore that It's for sure fact I'm breaking down all these walls New just like mardi gras with God's power in my jaws I'm just tired of y'all your opinions are always flawed I'll call you an astrologist the way you critiquing stars [Verse 3] Hell is hotter than tahiti But I'm Taller than totem poll with a tiki Don't you see these signs up on the wall just like Graffiti Y'all be wishing too much and not working hoping for a genie Why you stay so needy? I'm like mars attacks Every single album is an artifact Pardon that I can tell you love God but your bars are whack I preemptively apologize This isn't organized it's just the intro To the world renegade enterprise This isn't my life's work this isn't my life's dream I just wanted to let off steam while doing live steams I be on some topics, I be on some topics Wait till my next record drops and cop it When it drops just cop it Whatever God's got you know I got it The perks of being a son Adjusting this game so chiropractic And I'm here, free agent Never gone leave Everything i say is face value No tricks up my sleeve You best believe I roll with the way that you see me if you judging me by the fruit But your perception only cements in the proof that your thoughts are aloof You type before you think, like your missing your wisdom teeth There's nothing that I can do, It's really true but pray you get washed like the kitchen sink