PAT freestyle Video (MV)

TwoCup, One word,
Won't even flex, hell yeah, you get that Check, but in retrospect, you don't
Never earn respect, so go buy a vest, I'm still Aiming for your neck, best to hit the
Deck, this is not a test

You got fake friends, who you allowed to be Reckless round, best
Watch your tongue, f*ck around, you gettin' Stretched out, f*ck what you talkin', ain't
Ever been a yes man, your wedding day Talkin' bad on your best man, no time for Guessin' know you weak because you show It, you ain't bout shit, you keep tree, but you Can't blow it, you spend that rent, but no Yard, you can't mow it, done wifed that Bitch, money hungry and she show it, but You the big man, do big things, pay big Bucks, you pay her bills and can't even get Your dick sucked, you weak for days, can't Even do a chin up, you ain't bout shit, but Somehow you the shit, huh, chocolate milk With a chaser, you just a hater, gotta learn That respect doesn't only come from paper Old pussy ass,
You better off in pantyhose, and if you ever Got beef, you the only one that knows, I ain't Never been a bitch, mama coulda raised a Girl for that, don't own a gun, huh, coulda Got you burned for half, you started low, uh, Worked up, got your own shit, if you got on You gettin' robbed in your own crib

Won't even flex, hell yeah, you get that Check, but in retrospect, you don't ever Earn respect, so, go buy a vest, I'm still Aiming for your neck, best to hit the deck, This here's not a test

So, you write them checks, but somehow
You always gettin' checks, give no respect Stayin' true, that's a bullshit flex, best
Hit the deck, cause when it pop, that shot Might hit your chest, get laid to rest, then
Your bitch on to the next, now how the f*ck You complain about what's up, cause, cause
Every month, you get them same fronts, but Won't even front, your tail you tucked then Run cause, I caught your bluff, you can't try Me like no punk, always tryna get down, but
Won't ever stand up, already know what You's about, you won't ever man up, you see It's all for the show, you just wanna be liked But deep inside, you's a ho, live that Wannabe life, bitch, I grew up, in the Trenches where the dope cooked, you grew up, at your grandma's
Watching notebook, should be thankful to a G, cause you were thankful, just to leave
I coulda ran you out your cheese, and had your dope took