Hot 97 Freestyle

Young Money till the young boy dyin' out

You hear me cryin' out

You see me ridin’ out

And if your man get to stuntin’

We’ll buy 'em out

Cause we be livin’ what these other rappers lyin' bout

Drizzy Drake, what

Funk Flex, uhh

Hot 9-7, I’m so far gone



Feelin' good, feelin' great, how you though?

Bet you hear my name every single place that you go

Sippin’ on pink shit, but nah it ain't Nuvo

Slow the F down 'fore yo ass is on Pluto

Tell me what it do

I belong to the youngest Grammy nominated crew

My city love me, but I got Toronto haters too

That sit around and talk about

What they’d have done if they was you

But know I ball without a sphere in sight

Club owners give me reasons to appear at night

And just know that
Ibe in the mirror like

Are you listenin’? I hope you hearin' right

I’m in the Aston doin' doughnuts

I will kill the game and never send it my condolence

Taught to never love a chick and only love the moments

New York City, I can tell the people want it

Uhh, what you got for me flex, uh






Vacuum interiors and shined wheels

What's ya life like? This how mine feels

I like my seat back, I like my wine chill

I look good, smell better, and I rhyme ill

I say I’m at these girls neck and head

You and your girl sleep in separate beds

I killed this, tell Flex it's dead

You got birthday cake, mines weddin' tall

Y'all lemon small, y'all never ball

I get the girl of your dreams and I never call

NY, I got it, I'm bout whatever y'all

Yeah, 40 hears my interviews, tone it down

I’m at your girls condo gettin' shown around

Yeah, why you takin' everything personal?

This that in-ya-face, all-offensive-on-purpose flow

My city, never F’n need me

Yeah, oh wait no they really need me

Oh wait, hold up, Young F’n Weezy

Holla at me when you done F’n Weezy