Freestyle ft. 4L Lyrics

She

She

Huh

Hey

Yeah

Yeah

Huh

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Another day, another bag to flip

Yeah I don't even want your bitch, she a dip

Yeah I be rollin' on the interstate

Goin' past 88, I don't give a fuck

Man I'm never late, yeah

I pop up with the AK

Actin' like a animal, man I ain't no cannibal

I'm pullin' up

With them drugs, got em' stubbed

I'm movin' shit, I don't even feel like

I can be lit anymore

Man I feel like I'm on the flow

Comin' with it, but I be comin' back

Changin' up the flow with it

And these bitches always trippin

Why you hatin' on a young rich one

Comin' up real quick, got a big gun

And I might split your wick, yeah

And I'm feelin' real good, baby

And these drugs got me feelin' kinda crazy

Lately, huh, I'm poppin' in

With the dope, and I don't even know

Man, my mama

Had to see a lot of shit, but when we

Woke up, we made it

Yeah, I wanna scream that shit, I don't wanna

Be famous, tryin' to get the motherfuckin

Dope, and I just wanna hit the

Road, even in the cold

And I'm gettin' trappin' everyday, tryin' to get it on

Yeah, and your bitch

Wanna get it on, but I

Center to the side, cuz I'm in the end zone

Already, smokin' on that shit

So heavy, feelin' like I could

Never break 11, uh, yeah

And we poppin' up, yeah

Yeah, I'm never gettin' stuck

All up in my feelings, oh, wait, I am

Yeah, I'm feelin' like

I need another Xan, but baby

Yeah, can you tell me the plan

I'm poppin' percs just to get to the date

And I don't even know another way

I'm feelin' like I'm in another wave

Yeah, another

Motherfuckin' dollar

Made that bitch scream and holla

Pulled up in a Impala

And she hopped in the back

And she swallowed, yeah

You know that's real shit, real spit

Spittin' off the motherfuckin' dome, I don't write shit

Yeah, I might write one song, baby

But then I'm goin' crazy

I do a 180, yeah

Bitches always tryin' to creep on me

But I don't need that shit, man, I need to rest in peace

Yeah, and I ain't talkin

About dyin, no, I be on the motherfuckin

Pan, I be flyin' though

Uh

Yep

Uh-huh

Get it

Yo, tryin' to be

Triumph, I hear the trumpets blow

I'm just tryin' to be the king, I'm tryin' to

Shine rose gold, tryin' to be a diamond

Up in this thing, tryin' to shine like

Everybody wanna see me

Up on the big stage, I'm tryin' to

Be the king, rock outta this cage

I've been chained up, tryin' to make sure

That I never get locked back up

In the jail cell, tryin' to figure out

How to escape hell, tryin' to figure out

How to make my coins flip well

In the wishing well

Fuck that, I got stories to tell

I'm tryin' to yell, I'm the king

Look at me, I'm him, I'ma do my thing

Watch me shine hotter than your bling

I'ma make sure that I stay hot

I'm never gonna stop

When I reach the top, I'll never drop

Uh, unlike these beat

I'ma make sure that I take over these streets

I'm tryin' to spit clean

I'm tryin' to get green

But I need you to move away from me

Don't need no negativity

I'm like a disease without a remedy

I'm tryin' to make sure I cook up the recipe

Tryin' to make sure that I spit nice

I'm tryin' to look like this bitch I like

I'm tryin' to get her to come on my site

Huh, huh, what

What, what, what

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yo, my boy said he wants to come on his site

I don't even give a fuck, man, I don't cry

Pull up to the plug and I'm like

I'ma buy everything you want

Man, I like to get it gone

Get it gone real fast

In my zone, man, I'm speedin' real fast

Do the dash on the fuckin' couch

Man, I put my middle finger out, man

I be feelin' like the man, I'm the Xan man

Rollin' round town like I'm the plug man

I don't even get no shits

Rolled around the fuckin' city, man, I like loose lips

Yeah, they sink ships, yeah

Don't mention family and business

Cause that's some crooked shit, yeah

Rolled around with a big K

And it might be a bad day if you try to play

Uh, yeah, I was eatin' every day

Gettin' big stomach, man, I don't even know where to go

Where to go, man, I'm drownin' in the fuckin' snow

And I don't even feel like I can get it flow

Flow like the river, and I'm on fire

I'm on fire, I'm on fire

I'm on fire, I'm on fire

Flow like the river, and I'm always gettin' sicker

Yeah, I'm sicker than the flu

Comin' at you, I beat you black and blue

Then I come with my crew

And we leave you loose

I'm a loose screw, yeah

And I don't know if I need some more food

But I feel hungry

Eatin' wrappers for dinner, yeah

And I, my pockets all fat, yo, it's dinner

Feelin' like I'm the best

And I don't know where to stop

Yeah, I be gettin' that guap

Fuck a cop, rolled around my city

Like I'm top notch

Yeah, they can't fuck with this

I got gold on my teeth, and I be spittin' shit

And you can feel it

You can really fuckin' feel it

And I got feelings, I ain't scared to admit it, bitch