3am Freestyle Lyrics

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I be like Yuta be that nigga that can vibe to

Switched it up and made a couple songs they can slide to

I been back and forth across them cities in them drive-thrus

Niggas tryna be me but they songs sound like haikus

It ain't no debate, Yuta takes the cake

Racing through the city so you know I'm never late

All my oppositions hate me but you know they can't escape me

Music going brazy, keep them bucks like Brady

And her pussy wet so I became a navy

Optic on the pistol cause these niggas cannot phase me

That was just a joke, I don't even keep a gun

If a nigga got a problem then he can run the ones

So I get to throwing hands through that nigga in the trash

Went back home and smoked some gas the next morning got a bag

Passed the keys to my homie so we never come in last

Got a shorty tryna know me but I'll never call her back

I had took a couple L's yeah

When I was back home I tried to get a shorty cell yeah

She laughed in my face now I know she mad as hell yeah

She hit me the other day I ain't never hit her back

Her friend asked me where I'm at

Told that hoe to just relax, just relax

Niggas used to overlook me now they wanna hear me rap

Heard I did a couple shows now they want me on the track

So I took my lil bow told them niggas it's a wrap

And I got the upper hand like I'm answering the question

Back when I was younger I had teachers second guessing

Now I hit reunions turned my peers into fans

So I spit a couple lyrics then I do my lil dance

How you hating on a nigga while you watching from the stands

If you ain't never did it then it's easy to compare

But the flow different notice how the real niggas stare

And your bitch do too

Yeah she said my fit sick cause my pockets looking blue

Remember I had nothing

Had to get a lot the mud from rapping to production

And I started from the bottom now I got these niggas fiending

Summer come around niggas know it's Yuta season I'm geeking