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5PM Freestyle
Hip-Hop/Rap
5PM Freestyle was released on November 3, 2025 by Rich Heart Records as a part of the album Free Gold 3
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Release DateNovember 3, 2025
LabelRich Heart Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christian Teachey
Christian Teachey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Teachey
Christian Teachey
Songwriter

Lyrics

He said he want beef, then I'm pumped
They might've got some attempts, but I swear that we winning this 21 skunk
He said he want smoke, I'ma ride with that chop in the seat and and got one in the trunk
You gon' wet up the street, oh, you talkin to me?
Feel like Tony when I get the gun
Clip macaroni, we still got them drums
Bad white, bitch, and she love me a ton She fuck like a slut, but she act like a nun
I hit from the back and I pull on her bun
I give her some bread, tell her, go get some sun
But, bitch, you can't give me a son
I already got two from two different BMs I don't want none from you
She want designer and diamonds and shoes I'm bout to give her the boot
Don't care who at the top, I'm tellin them scoot
Smoking on gas, this shit smell like a poont
They didn't want me to ball, I'ma ball by myself And I don't give a fuck who don't root
If I ain't nothin, bitch, I swear I'm the truth Fuck a pencil, I don't write in the booth
She a vibe, yeah, she right, cause she loose
If it's drama time, that's a homicide
Let them lamas slide make a **** go poof
I was tryna stack it and stack it and stack it
But fuck it, I need it to bust through the roof
Cause it kept on addin subtracted and addin subtractin I needed a come up or two
If I go broke, then I'll come up for you It ain't good if I'm coming for you
I'm a rob or go scam either one of the two, gang
The feathers are just too bright But for now, wait for the beep
Leave a message And get busy livin or get busy dyin
Or you could text me, I'll probably get back to you quicker
Back in this bitch like a chiropractor
You know what, that don't even matter
Fuckin his bitch, he know how I had her....I know that don't matter either
Drop me a bitch like a bad receiver She not on go, so I had to leave her
She told me she not a hoe, I done heard that before I just laughed and said me either, I want a bag like new sneakers
Bitch, I done had it, no, I'm not bragging Not 21, but I'm savage, I'm not like them, I ain't average
Bitch, I'm the dope, not the addict Bitch, I'm so dope, you can have it and take it
They say it's beef, then I'm comin don't bake it
Pullin up if its smoke bout my name was shakin
He lied on my name, I ain't seen him in ages
I came from the bottom, but I feel like the greatest
I be feeling like a rose, cause I rose from the pavement
Big B's, ni**a, that's what I'm bangin Bitch, Disrespect the gang walk yah down like Asics
You only get one life to live dont, break it
R.I.P. my dawgs in the ground, I hate it
Bought my mom a million dollar house, and I made it
That'll make me feel like a winner on me That'll get all the bad women on me
She don't know none of my songs, but the bitch tryna eat me up
Like her dinner on me, let her friend get on me
She said, she tryna smoke, I said, 10 for the G
She said, what? Bitch, this shit really 20, that's cheap
That's off top, you ain't toppin me off then You can't get shit for the free, and that's just on me
Its King Cooli Ni**a
Written by: Christian Teachey
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