2am freestyle Lyrics

She think I'm tryna get up out the friendzone

She lookin' for my heart, but it's been gone

Put my shit on rocks like it's been cold

Big rocks in my chain like a Flintstone

Big chop, get a nigga stretched like a Limo, mmm

Don't try to come around you not my kinfolk

My money comin' in every day on time

You bet not go, fuckin' with my tempo

Bad bitch, Curry with the shot, I never miss, ho

Big nine, get to poppin' like it's Crisco

Bullets get the flyin, niggas dancin' like it's disco

Anyone survive, we ain't even gotta stress on

Gotta keep that money in my hand just like press-on

Dom Pérignon, Not sippin' on no Prosecco

No bitch can spend the night, cause I'm feelin like I been slept on

Catch a flight, middle of the night to get a sack gone,

yeah, yeah yeah

Blowing clouds, 30,000 feet up in the air

Virgil tag on the shoes, I got every pair

Got ten bitches for the bros, look, I'm tryna share

Ten bitches for the bros, look, I'm tryna share

Yeah, look, I'm tryna share

We so high, y'all, blowin' clouds up in the air

Niggas hatin' on the gang, I don't give a damn

Niggas hatin', but they really be my biggest fan

Made sacrifices for this life, I had to take a chance

No, you would never understand

What it took to be the man

mmm yeahh

What it took to be the man

If you're love real we can proceed

Put you to the test, baby, let's see

Racks up, got everything you gon' need

Get what you want, girl, it's on me

I know these racks make your life easy

But when they gone, tell me, would you leave me

When they gone, tell me, would you leave me

When they gone, tell me, would you leave me