Envy Caine - On The Radar Freestyle

{part i}

{verse}
Growing up, i (?...) for my respect and face my fears
Telling my story people get the chills and drop some tears
Maintain i ain’t complain ‘cause don’t nobody care
Been through a lot, i praise allah, i’m thankful that i’m here
I use to struggle then i hustled just to buy some gear
I sold crack, weed, percs, counterfeits for years
Popping x, eyes wide open like a deer
Shot that nigga broad day, that had everybody scared
East new york, brownsville where i grew up at
Migrated to ebbets field, that’s where i blew up at
At 22 i had a rollie that we caught on a jugg
We stole the cubans all the bands we made had all us hooked
Putting trackers on they cars
Catch him slipping give us everything, back him down, take it all
Rob the weedman, tied them all up, stripped him down to his draws
Had ‘em begging for they life i be laughing ‘cause niggas frauds
Shit be cap, it’s all a facade
Labels offer me deals, i kept ducking my chance
I’m lit now, i can’t help it i be fucking my fans
No matter where i’m ’bout to go i got a gun in my pants
And everybody that’s around me got some blood on they hands
Whipping white ‘til it rock up, i’m beating the pot
Dimes go for 30 in stanford i’m sweeping the block
Got a get money money belly ‘cause i’m eating a lot
And don’t come looking for no trouble ‘cause you meeting the floxk
Ayo, i like bartenders
I drive every car tinted
Make sure that we all winning
My resume authentic
Avoiding them shot spotters
We smoking with hot grabba
See me the cops watching
My gd’s we top opps
Where i’m from driving a benz became a major prize
Cook a thousand grams in two hours like we baking pies
I was serving on that corner when i should’ve stayed inside
It use to be yours i took it now i think it’s mines
Risk taking tryna earn a dollar ‘cause that’s all we know
Swipe a rental, jugg on the road ‘til they report it stole
Ain’t no helping hand, generation messed up
I leave ‘em ge-
Hold on, ayo, ayo
Where i’m from driving a benz became a major prize
Cook a thousand grams in two hours like we baking pies
I was serving on that corner when i should’ve stayed inside
It use to be yours i took it now i think it’s mines
Risk taking tryna earn a dollar ‘cause that’s all we know
Swipe a rental, jugg on the road ‘til they report it stole
Generation messed up, no helping hand leave ‘em sick
Tired of all these old heads, these niggas know we get it quick
Tired of catching cases, being locked up in them cages
Nobody did shit for me, so i’m stopping all these favours
I’m fascinated with fashion usually rocking all the latest
Accept the genuine love while i’m blocking all the haters
I cut them off they switch sides, since it got real them niggas scared
Watch my videos, all them people round me disappeared
I know my time coming soon all i could do is be prepared
Niggas hating on me if you ask me i don’t even care
Discontinued red so we had to—
Coka!

{part ii}

{verse}
Ayo, i built a bond with hi-tech red i love the after taste
It’s hard to kick the cup, if you pour up i be like, “pass the drink”
Many ways to make money i usually find the fastest way
I do what i want, never worry ‘bout what they have to say
At the bank, drop a slip on your checking’s it usually clear
I know the teller, wiring 50k might be too severe
Supreme uptown, virgil jordan’s keep a new pair
Cavalli, celine, valentino, louie it’s usually rare
Swapping mugs with the cashier to get some change back
They wanna kill me so to stay prepared i remain strapped
Whenever something happen i reacted then i came back
Shit don’t never stop, i keep it going and they hate that
Let’s state facts, i cut my hair stressing then grew the braids back
Initiate the problems, my opposites want some payback
I’m a walking trap everywhere i went i made racks
Shop open, cop and go, charge ‘em like a state tax
Locked up fuck a scalpel, plexiglass i made a pick
Hands on, trapping pounds outta town taking risks
Ima call shots and i’m making plays and i take assists
Anybody who crossed me they on my list i ain’t forget
(?...) with the (?...), ecstasy mixed with perks
Womanizer and if she let me slap it i’m gon’ make her squirt
Been through so much pain got no feelings i can’t say it hurt
They say karma spiritual that’s why i still can’t shake the curse
In the field with dirty cleats, i know you niggas heard of me
He not mixed with grabba, yeah, we put that boy through surgery
Jumped right off the porch the first thing i did was serve a fiend
Anybody we got problems with we left on—
Ayo, i always got the knockings, act crazy i’ma floxk it
Selling (?...) in the feds made a killing off some boxing
In the skies like i’m shopping, for some profit i be plotting
If the manager ain’t watching, i’ma punch it like i’m boxing
I can’t trust a soul, ain’t nobody getting next to me
Baked that boy a cake he ate a piece they want the recipe
I’m on dogg timing, game over ‘cause we play for keeps
Last time i shot my gun i had ‘em (?...)

Ayo, cut the beat off, hold on lemme go crazy real quick, i need acapella real quick

{part iii}

{verse}
I said
Clientele, i had the house packed
Everything in motion got the route back
Disloyalty we don’t allow that
Might bust a nigga, push his scalp back
Whatever i made i did it by myself
I speak to the plug ion deal with the help
Get the money i’m only focused on my wealth
Any nigga that play with me gon’ get the belt
In the benz with a blixk that’s a hot wheel
Stick to the plan, let the plot build
I can get what you need plus i got deals
You can smell a difference when the za real
Gen 5 glock don’t need no attachments
Why he running ricky if he know i’ll catch him
He gon’ scream, creeping up, i know he lacking
Holes in his face they gon’ close his casket
I was outside since bro was trapping
Since nextel and motorola trapping
Never tell (?...), never tell what happened
I don’t want the credit if i helped it happen
Getting money while i beat the odds is my main mission coming from the streets
I just wanna get the money everyday, nigga, ion got time for treesh
Since a younging i was in the fields, scoring to this day i still got my cleats
Dig a grave then i bring a car, no glove bro wipe it down with bleach
See me in traffic ion wanna box
Fuck all that talking shit i’m tryna floxk
Shit i can’t rap about i did a lot
Did too much time ion wear a watch
I’ma keep flicking ‘til i see him drop
Stand over the body hit him in his top
I’m tryna hit him up like i’m pac
Fn (?...)
Customers show me love on the first
I don’t care if they fake i love all the perks
That .38 special snub always work
‘cause i got it back in blood like i’m smurk
Thought like a king when i was a pawn
That wasn’t right how i did him wrong
Knew what was written when i seen the font
I hear the spirits talking, no response
I remember the last time i caught a opp
People still cry about that boy a lot, ha
She tryna fuck me ‘cause of what i got
Put bands on debit walk it out the spot
Back in the trenches outside thugging
We really packing people like they luggage
So many shootouts brooklyn know we be bugging
I got some secrets i can never tell
I’m sending sheets to the bros in jail
I’m alive after walking through hell
Coka!