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Freestyle
1733
Hip-Hop/Rap
Freestyle è stato pubblicato il 30 settembre 2017 da Duetti come parte dell'album Still Remember
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Data di uscita30 settembre 2017
EtichettaDuetti
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM100

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Sheik
Lil Sheik
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Sheik
Lil Sheik
Songwriter

Testi

[Verse 1]
Late night on the block, this shit'll get dangerous
Took the game from OG, don't let this money change us
The plug's favorite plug, smokin' reefer with Jamaicans
One thing about me, if I can't get it then I'm takin'
OP and the gang, but them ****, they be beggin'
Never text her back so she say that I be playin'
Give her good dick before I cut, legs achin'
1989, when we fuck, bed's shakin'
I done lost count of all this money we've been makin'
Thumbin' through this low ball
These **** steady hatin'
Packin' **** all at this show like we ain't famous
I've been on the phone for Lil' Tutu, I'ma stain it
[Verse 2]
Miss my **** crazy, we was thuggin' on the daily
Ninth grade summer he was doin' **** janky
Stole his pop's sack just to cop that three eighty
Got to bustin' at them ****, lil' bro ain't need trainin'
Love her like you love her, so I got your old lady
Baby sis good, what she want, I'ma pay it
Take care of her too, bitch, I went and copped the Drake
Put my life on the line in these streets right to the pavement
Thirty sure talk better
I just cock it, I don't aim it
Skits, I don't speak on that, I'm goin' to the grave with it
Shouts out to Smith, make you **** get the steak quick
Money on my head, still wonderin' why I ain't hit
[Verse 3]
Just a skinny **** but I love to keep a big clip
Switchin' all these states like they gears on the stick shift
Just another bitch I done hit off the hit-list
Been single for a minute, I'ma bounce back on Christmas
I'm the type of **** you gon' put up on your wishlist
Tacked out, cookie in the air, you can't hit this
Old bitch callin' just to tell me how she missed this
Baby girl missed out, she was fuckin' with them broke ****
I'm the type of **** that be flexin' on her old ****
You the type of **** that be forkin' over a whole visual
Put my **** on and we act like we don't know ****
Down to your last, you gon' see who really owe ****
[Verse 4]
Seventeen, touchin' more bands than a grown ****
Cookie with the rock, that's a automatic soul killer
Touch a hunnid K was the goal, now we touch mills
Still remember the days we was in the Beamer doin' drills
Big four five  spill his noodles like a oil spill
Tables turnin' soon, you ain't game, you can't get in, Bill
We had touched ten, now a **** tryna get a meal
Tutu left his O.G., let it brag on his Uncle Thrill
[Verse 5]
Got a lotta money but a **** still would do a drill
Went from cleat bills to a **** turnin' down deals
Give my mama what she needs to put her house up in the hills
Used to be a fan, now a **** really famous
The progress in life, I had to make some life changes
Might die tomorrow, be a legendary  angel
I can see it now, me and Tutu back gangin'
Daughters throwin' soft, had the hammer, coulda flamed it
Think I lost my mind when they said that you ain't make it
Seen real and seen fake at the candle light  is crazy
They hate to see you shine, talkin' shit made 'em hate you
Snapchat posted by them jets tryna blast a ****
You shreddin' ****, grenade toss, lash a ****
Smashin' ****, my ****, they be smashin' ****
Written by: Lil Sheik
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