last one wasnt good enough

doimg this one again a freestyle wasnt good enough so here some written lyrics u got to hear this the moons back not branded no gangs just a thick crew called dgr who dont lose spitting fire till the day im hired so move fuck boys get the fuck.out of my way hit the highway or fall down cause u just clowns got buddies writing for you reciting lyrics no new ideas from yourselves just old recycled lyrics moons fearless dont give a shit he wont stop spittimg till he has you sitting visiting a star yet to rise not seeing no skies thats no lies wheres the spies eat them up for breakfast took my 15 thousand dollar necklace thats why they on my checklist they acting up acting out methed up on crack any drug cocktail cause they fail flail snailing slithering snakes what a waste of breathe what a waste of skins moon wins had your head spinning out of control his advice try smoke anotjer bowl or move on the bigger better goals if not know your role shut ya damn mouth dont pout dont shout doing tjis for clout need more love show some we show the same back not wack not finishimg last we dgr we coming do great do good understood