Tim Westwood Freestyle

And I roll up looking harder than a....bitch!

Damn a nigga never switch

You should get your cherry bust

Before you fuck around with this!

I buy some Rolexes and pass 'em out as gifts

And when they tell me that's too much

I'm like "No, fuck it, I insist!"

And then we light it up and reminisce

About the things that we would fix

How the fuck we got this rich?

This is just some inspiration

For young niggas on they shit!

This for my young niggas on they shit for real

This also for the hood stars that I created

Whose booking rate went up right after we dated

Girl you made it for real

Hosting parties with athletes or another rapper

Then they trying to fuck you after

Remember when you was my....bitch!?

My special friend with benefits

You remember how you got here?

Hope to God you ain't forget

But the look you're giving me tells me you did

Empty stares across the club

Like y'all don't recognize the kid

But damn, you know what it is

Cameras flashing over here, I know that's something

That you miss, yeah

It been bad, and it gets good

Drizzy Drake and the nigga Tim Westwood