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Freestyle
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Rap
Freestyle was released on December 8, 2023 by New 11 Records as a part of the album Alter Ego
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Release DateDecember 8, 2023
LabelNew 11 Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM115

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Li N.O.
Li N.O.
Performer
Marquis Davidson
Marquis Davidson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marquis Davidson
Marquis Davidson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marquis Davidson
Marquis Davidson
Producer

Lyrics

(Hold the song up, I don't even know what the fuck I said)
(Jupiter, Jupiter)
Yeah, uh, worked on the street, that Lando can't rock whatever with
Why the label tryna give me a deal?
I don't got no opps, just some **** I catch and they kill
Stand on ten, ****, that what it is
I'm Jason Brick, I been up for a week, I ain't ripped
Tryna sleep 'til I get by the meal
I was sittin' on the bench, **** ran out of cheese
Now I'm scrappin' up my keys, I was throwin' in the field
I be rockin' designer, I like how I feel
I might buy a bitch more than why I said heal
**** turnin' they back, they must think I won't make it for real
I ain't changin' the way that I live
Counting me out either way, I'ma ball
Fuck 'em all, ****, that how I feel
I don't pick up my phone, ****, none of that fly
You ain't even got a car, ****, that how I feel
Might not type a color, this shit like some Skittles
Real bad bitches, her bed got the dimples
I'ma hop out the car with my hand on the trigger
I ain't even tryna understand these ****
They lookin' up, but y'all still the same, ****
My bitches just better, my bands a little bigger
High as I can, I won't stop sippin' drank
While I dope with my cup, I'm at war with my liver
Workin' on hands just to whoop through a text
Pussy ass **** gon' slang you some rhymes
And I might pop out with new color hair
That's the only way, don't you see me dyin'?
I'm out of town with another ****
Bitch, that I already hit and I wasn't even tryna
How you been in the streets and you still ain't got motion?
Go get a job, ****, that go your sign
True to myself, I ain't changin' for shit
Probably be rich as fuck, tryna still hit a lick
I know a **** don't work in construction
But every single day he gon' step on the brick
Keep me oblique 'cause I know they be hatin'
Like I'm constipated, I ain't goin' for shit
God don't design it on me, you got money
Or you got motion, how bad is your bitch?
And I'll be trippin' flat back by the shootout
But I'm gon' stay right in front of a crowd
**** feel locked in here right now
The teeth ain't holdin' they ****, bitch, you just in denial
High as I can't rap, but this shit out the head
Promise you nothin', ain't free by my style
Be in the cut and you wouldn't even notice
Observe everything, ****, just like an owl
Lil' mama was bad, but still can't be my bitch
You ain't lookin' my way, I wasn't havin' this shit
Stop all that cappin' and flaggin' this shit
You be gettin' ignored when you shoppin' at feels
Walk in the ho and that **** like, "Who is him"?
I'm ballin' hard, tell my wife, "Bow the rim"
They think I'm flashy, this just how I live
Too much shit in my closet, I'm still comin' trim
****, stay comin' trim
Too much shit in my closet, I'm still comin' clean
Yeah, fuck they mean
Written by: Marquis Davidson
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