Only Freestyle

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I do my dirt by my lonely, these niggas they ain't really homies I do my dirt by my lonely and don't keep no evidence on me You want beef over off another man's words, well that shit's irrelevant homie Should've listened to mama, she told me, I ain't listen But mama she told me watch how they do you Their [?] never ain't on, their [?] never ain't need Bitches is usual, acting like they wanna do you To set up for someone to do you Like niggas ain't really for you, but everything is alright though All of my thousands here with me And your thousands are with you, but they ain't gon' buy though I can do this with my eyes closed, niggas switched I ain't surprised though Fuck you think I've got this nine for, all this stressin' got my mind blown Ain't no pointin' niggas crimes though, like this that shit niggas dyin' for I've seen it happen all the time though, but I would murder over mine though [Chorus] And that's why it's only, it's my niggas only Designer drugs on me, tell 'em it's on me I stay with it on me, it's hittin' shots only I'm by my lonely, she fuckin' the homie We kissin' all on her, fuck on her only She suckin' me only, the money all on me [Verse 2] [?] in bitches, yeah you know them bitches Who fuckin' a squad, who fuckin' for richness and cause And ain't even [?], see that it's yours, I'm dragging my balls There I go shittin' again, we in this kitchen again Not in this bitch to make friends, came in this bitch to make ends You are not gang, you can not claim what I claim I want the wealth, you want fame, nigga I bang Swear to God, niggas is lame, watch how you mention my name It would be a shame for you to think shit is a game You would get murdered in vain Of off a nigga that you thought was with you But when you was shooting, he wasn't there with you Got rushed to the ER, he wasn't there with you But he at your funeral, claiming he miss you Your mama she crying, he hand her a tissue She all confused like what was the issue Now he can't speak 'cause you all in his mental Thinkin' 'bout all of the shit you've done been through It's crazy how niggas [?], but you in that bed and that nigga ain't with you [Chorus] And that's why it's only, it's my niggas only Designer drugs on me, tell 'em it's on me I stay with it on me, it's hittin' shots only I'm by my lonely, she fuckin' the homie We kissin' all on her, fuck on her only She suckin' me only, the money all on me
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Credits
- Writers
- Tate Kobang