Dolly Freestyle Sessions #1

Ey
It's Trueno, dad
Dolly Studio, with Deniro
I sweat the jacket

I'm not ready for retirement
That's why I still throw at them
Bro, I'm determined
As he says, dad

Always
Doing what I want, I'm with my people
Throwing beef only at the president
Everyone, when I sing, I know they feel it
Everyone knows I'm next
In this fucking reality, survivor
I don't believe in God or the devil with the trident
I'm a good and innocent boy
But you passed by and, boom, your tooth went away

Oh, motherfucker nigga flow
They're doing what I want, but it doesn't connect
Poor rapper
They stay at ten, they stay at two, they stay at zero
I don't know where I am, but I always stay first
I deserve it because I grow, I come from the ghetto
Sons of bitches, I always did it for the money
I want money, I want clothes, I want leather
I deserve it, my black

I play inside the game and I don't see the rules
I'm sending everyone to hell
There are things that not even money can fix
Respect the rules of the jungle
Too much flow, I do it in the show
Remember?

And now come back, let's go to the trap
We make rap that is resolved
In this place or that stirs
Food that is not vulgar
What are you going to talk about?

If I'm an exemplary rapper, bro
What are you going to talk about if you're not in my place
If I speak from the heart, you speak from the palate
There's nothing to give

Hit hard
I'm making music, but I come from the future
I swear to my mom who hit me
I'm hitting hard, I scare them
Like a Conjuring movie, motherfucker
I'm the best, I'm the kindest and the purest
I'm not egocentric, I hit you, see my flow
I send you to the doctor, technical rap
Unpublished, ha

Give me the credits