Freestyle (feat. Producer Osmvexi)

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Jay
Low
Low
Told dem boys I got it for the low
(Yea)
Got it for the low
(Yea)
Got it for the low
(Yea)
Tol dem boys I got that dope, put yuh dick up in the dirt
Got dhett shit up for the low, try to rob me, you get murked
Glock stay attached just like, it's a perk
I ain't playin' with dem lil' boys, no, I put it in that work (work)
Out there in that field, kno, I'm tryna make a mill (milli)
I heard dem niggas wan me kilt, but, they ain't Eva spent
Know some niggas that wan me hit, but, they ain't Eva spoke put that vapor on yuh head
I Bet buddy make yuh choke
Ain't playin' with nobody, I been taught the fuckin' rope
All this pain up in my body, money, how the f*ck I cope
Too many folks done' broke the code, so I stay alone
Yeen gang, can't hang , i don't f*ck with no lame
Hadda stay down for the come up
(Come up)
I could neva change stay the same from the sandbox (sandbox)
stuck up in that rain, with this music, I gotta maintain
If it don't work, then it's back to trappin' mainstream
Tol dem boys I got that dope, put yuh dick up in the dirt
Got dhett shit up for the low, try to rob me, you get murked
Glock stay attached just like, it's a perk
I ain't playin' with dem lil' boys, no, I put it in that work (work)
Tol dem boys I got that dope, put yuh dick up in the dirt
Got dhett shit up for the low, try to rob me, you get murked
Glock stay attached just like, it's a perk
(Jus like it's a perk )
Plenty' nights, I went to sleep, and I ain't have a thang
Reminiscing bout the good times up in that rain
Baby Drill, get excited, bout bussin a nigga brain
Don't speak on nun, Uh, my niggas, if yeen, fuckin' gang
I put in work to get to where I'm at today
My life or yours, nigga, I promise you gon' fuckin lay
It's a lot of things I can't do, but I can do it with a million
I gotta stay up in my bag, not up in my feelings
By 21, Im tryna be' hood, rich, like really famous
Even though I don't give f*ck, about the fame, I, just want the money
(I jus wan the money)
Wake up every morning I be seein' dead faces,
Hop up out that SRT ,know, we not the same
Red seat, red key, blue strip hangin' out my jeans
If I want yo l bitch, I can get her, that ain't nun but a thing
All the bad hoes wanna trapper or a rapper I can't help it, dhett just how it be
(How it be)
Tol dem boys I got that dope, put yuh dick up in the dirt
Got dhett shit up for the low, try to rob me, you get murked
Glock stay attached just like, it's a perk
I ain't playin' with dem lil' boys, no, I put it in that work (work)

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