Freestyle

Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro]
I just ain't wanna stop talkin', man, I don't know why
Man, I wanna act stupid 'round this b**ch or somethin', man
(Evidently, I been shoppin' with Ken)

[Verse]
I don't wanna go through this no more
Ayy, I don't wanna hurt you, have to let you go
I know
I hold it down, don't never leave me lonely, don't do me wrong
Big diamonds on me, mmm (Ooh)
These times of the mornin', I be lonely, slime
Ooh, ooh, ooh (Ayy, talk that sh*t, Top)
Do you love me? Can I trust you? Do you deserve me? Do I irk you?
Keep that burner on me, run up on me I'm burnin' somethin', ooh
Can't take this pain out my body
But f**k that, I got these diamonds on me, young nigga, I been shinin' like a star, I know my body
f**k that, they took my daddy, but won't come take away my lil' brother
Mmm, 3, tell 'em I'm 'bout businеss, I hold it down around this motherf**ker, nigga
Don't nobody have a job but my grandfathеr, nigga
So f**k you think payin' for everything for my mother and my sister and my brother, nigga?
I'm so f**ked up, I made it out, I'm rich as f**k and how I feel, I'm still caught up in the struggle, nigga
But sh*t, I'm great, they let my nigga out, my day one, DDawg, that's my f**kin' brother, nigga
Huh, he'll chase you down
Twelve years old, he knock one off, we had to sit ten years around, man, man
Tired of all these fake-ass people 'round me, smilin', tryna down me
All this pussy-ass whisperin', what you sayin' about me?
b**ch, let me catch like one thing
I put this on my mama, I'm too real, I let you inside my life, I'ma slime you, I'm gangster, b**ch
I'm danger, nigga, R.I.P. my uncle, he got hit all in his head tryna rob a nigga, man
This sh*t man, it's some- stranger, like my nigga Jim Morrison, everything strange
Even the women, when you don't wanna be with 'em or try to get any
Man, I'm ready go back to prison
I ain't, I ain't got no love in this b**ch, I ain't got no great feeling
Damn, I got that big Bentley, ride up in it and I swear to God, I feel amazin' in it, been winnin', nigga
Opps on my ass, I got a bed, I got that bag, make me mad, I got them hitters, put your face up in it, nigga
Man, tell them 'bout the niggas that was beefin' with me
Put four of his brothers' face on a tee, that b**ch been sleepin' with it
Look, man, tell them 'em 'bout them niggas that was beefin' with me
Put four of his brothers' face on top his f**kin' t-shirt, nigga, huh?
Man, it's lil' Top, I keep my Glock, don't want no problem with you, no, just leave me 'lone, just carry on
Just carry on, I'm tryna move 'round, I don't want you, just leave me 'lone, I got a bad b**ch in my home
Let me do anything I want, I buy her anything I want, she tell me anything to please me
Gang, these pussy niggas ain't 'bout nothin', I put you straight inside my trunk, you niggas Stevie, don't wan' see me
On God
What the f**k, why I'm up early in that mornin'?
Everybody in this room don't know nothin' 'bout me
Or they probably wanna come kill DDawg, he dog somethin'
But I guarantee you, I'll kill something, I'll hurt all y'all
Why? 'Cause, you my motherf**kin' hoes and I'm a big dog
I know you wouldn't even hold it down
Y'all followin' niggas that even sold me down
b**ch, I ain't no clown, nigga, f**k y'all
I'm out my mind, ooh
Let me hit my knees one more time, ooh
I'm a soldier, I thought I told you
I'll run down on you (Come here)
I'll run down on you (b**ch, come here, come here)
I get to singin' them blues, how you in blue?
I make the sound with my, I make the, I make the, make the Glock make the tunes (Ooh)
Oh, I got my Glock makin' tunes (Ooh)
These dog-ass hoes don't love me
I buy 'em anything, that's why they sit up, put up with anything
I gave her a wedding ring and that b**ch ain't my wife for nothing
I'm how I done came, just like a man, I'm strictly thuggin'
All them times I was being lame, if I hurt you, girl, I love you
They don't wanna see me ballin', I been caught up in some trouble
Ooh, I crack him, crack his dome, won't pay a nigga they motherf**kin' money
Ooh, ooh, I get active, nigga
Bracelet on my leg, you pussy niggas know I'm comin'
Don't do no runnin'
I'll gun you down, hit you all back, you'll hit your stomach, b**ch
Ooh, lil' Top, lil' Top, Kentrell
I can't leave home right now for nothin' (I ain't goin', ain't goin' for sh*t)
I can't leave home right now for nothin' (I swear to God)
I wake up every day, late night, morning, for money

[Outro]
I'm tryna get it in
I ain't got no help, I ain't got no friends
All four of them joints
I hope you got money
Inside my career, feel like Al Bundy (Plenty risks, nigga, on God)