Pusha T - Sweet Freestyle lyrics

rate me

(Drake Diss?)

Get my chain, get my chain

This GOOD music

You sweet to me: Diabetes, Peace treaties

Breakfast of champions, they need Wheaties

Carrying the torch, the Olympic 4 rings

I’m a javelin throw from the crowning of the king

I hear ‘em whisper like a hummingbird sings

Of all the trust issues that a hundred birds bring

Now the wolves out hunting for your bling

As you preyin’ on the bitches with the lowest self-esteem

It’s a common running theme

Victim or vice Lord, disciple or black stone

What you looked at Christ for?

We in the last days, fire or the ice storm

Wear it in my chain as a symbol of a crime lord

Lets be honest, the cards on the table

Jealousy’s a sin, Cain killed Abel

Backstabber, Ceasar had Brutus

It’s hard to weed ‘em out

Even Jesus had Judas

Gone