Duppy Freestyle

D#m G#m
         I'm in shock
                        G#m
The nerve, the audacity
D#m
  Okay

[Verse]
       D#m                                              D#m
So if you rebuke me for workin' with someone else on a couple of Vs
                                              G#m
What do you really think of the nigga that's makin' your beats?
                                            G#m
I've done things for him I thought that he never would need
                                         G#m
Father had to stretch his hands out and get it from me
                                G#m
I pop style for 30 hours, then let him repeat
                                        D#m
Now you poppin' up with the jokes, I'm dead, I'm asleep
                                        D#m
I just left from over by y'all puttin' pen to the sheets
                                      D#m
Tired of sittin' quiet and helpin' my enemies eat

Keep gettin' temperature checks
                   D#m
They know that my head overheats
                                              G#m
Don't know why the fuck you niggas listen to Denim or Steve
                                           G#m
Must've had your Infrared wrong, now your head in the beam
                                          G#m
Y'all are the spittin' image of whatever jealousy breeds
                                   G#m
Don’t push me when I'm in album mode
                                     D#m
You not even top 5 as far as your label talent goes
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                                D#m
You send shots, well I got to challenge those
                                D#m
But I bring Calicos to the Alamo

I could never have a Virgil in my circle
     D#m
And hold him back 'cause he makes me nervous
                          G#m
I wanna see my brothers flourish to their higher purpose
                        G#m
You niggas leeches and serpents
                                                       G#m
I think it's good that now the teachers are learnin', yeah
                                                      G#m
Your brother said, it was your cousin then him, then you
                                                        D#m
So, you don't rap what you did, you just rap what you knew
                                                       D#m
Don't be ashamed, it's plenty niggas that do what you do
                                                         D#m
There's no malice in your heart, you're an approachable dude
                                                        D#m
Man, you might've sold to college kids for Nike and Mercedes
                                                    G#m
But you act like you sold drugs for Escobar in the '80s
                                                     G#m
I had a microphone of yours, but then the signature faded
                                                          G#m
I think that pretty much resembles what's been happenin' lately
                                         G#m
Please believe your demise will be televised, yeah
                                         D#m
And as for Q, man, I changed his life a couple times

Nigga was at Kroger workin' double time
D#m                                                          D#m
Y'all actin' like he made the boy when I was tryna help the guy
                                   D#m
Yeah, who gassed you to play with me?
                                     G#m
Man, you made this shit as easy as ABCs
                                 G#m
Whoever supposedly makin' me hits
                                           G#m
But then got no hits sound like they need me
    G#m
My hooks did it, my lyrics did it
     G#m                                  D#m
My spirit did it, I'm fearless with it, yeah
                                             D#m
I really shouldn't have given you none of my time
                                               D#m
'Cause you older than the nigga you runnin' behind
                                     D#m
Look, holla at me when you multi-million

I told you keep playin' with my name
                 G#m
And I'ma let it ring on you like Virginia Williams
                                 G#m
I'm too resilient, get out your feelings
                                   G#m
It's gonna be a cruel summer for you
                                            D#m
I told Weezy and Baby, "I'ma done him for you."
                                       D#m
Tell 'Ye we got a invoice comin' to you
                                                  D#m
Considerin' that we just sold another 20 for you

[Otro]
D#m
   To be honest
G#m
   Duppy