'Til Infinity (Freestyle)
Consequence feat. Kanye West
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Yo, this is Consequence, from the mighty Con Man Clique, and I'm runnin' with my man Kanye West
And when I ain't got a pretty hoe transporting a boy and a girl to the States, I'm either on the 1-9-2 or out in the Chi
So we gonna up yo on how we chill (Uh)
It cost Kobe seven digits to pay off Bridget
And get acquitted and break that bitch off, 'cause he ain't did it
Here go the Henny swig it, y'know it's frigid
I got 'em chillin' in the cooler, break out the ruler, damn
Them the biggest tits I ever seen
We smokin' killer Cali gettin' weeded, make it feel like Maui
Now we feel the good vibrations
So many B.I.s, so much inspiration
I get inspired by the stunts too
I've run through (Uh), so many bitches in one crew
That now they riff over bones to pick
'Til I find one, It's live one, take her home and quickly do this
I need not explain this, 'cause Quence is famous for totin' stainless
Hey miss, who's there?
No time to do hair, I'm through here
The show tonight, so get right
You look a'ight
Let's club now, a rub down
Starts flavor while we grind in the theater
I'm tryna cut in the movies, I'm tryin' to give her something else to drink 'sides a smoothie
Kids get broke when I take bank and win
With the gold chains, I throw game at your bitch like handball
'Cause your boys all that, so fall back
I be that real for '03 till
This is how we chill from '03 'til
This is how we chill for '03 'til
This is how we chill from '03 'til
This is how we chill for '03 'til (Man)
This is how we chill from '03 until
This is how we chill for '03 'til
This is how we chill from '03 'til
This is how we chill (From '03 'til)
My mack game does me well
And makes them hoes want to go and kiss and tell
All of Quence's business, I cause dizziness
Any time I gotta go and slap a silly trick
Yo, niggas is jealous cause we in drops
The cops wanna stop us about every four blocks
Cause what we smokin' them sacks got no seeds
And what they got in they pockets is no cheese
When I'm postin' you better tell them hot heads, "Stay cool"
Or exit 'cause I'm the exception to the rule
I'm reppin' to the dudes blocks with two Glocks, to bury ya
When they tear they ain't jammin'
Them cannons will make you drop
So I'm doin' tons of indo, showin' off for hoes
Basically, my ace has been
Makin' them sick tracks while I was shootin' pornos with your wisdom
Now bring some more stacks
Before you ask about the price of the tracks
The game on smash
Look, don't change the facts about these plaques, 'cause in fact
My freestyle hours over powers, brothers can't hack it
Sensitive to truth and mack bitch
'03 me, Quence and Plain Pat bitch
This is how we chill for '03 'til
This is how we chill for '03 'til
This is how we chill for '03 'til
This is how we chill for '03 'til
This is how we chill for '03 'til (Uh)
This is how we chill for '03 'til
This is how we chill for '03 'til
This is how we chill from '03 'til
Yeah (Ha-ha)