This Life Freestlye
Doing this shit I need forgiveness
I'm sorry just handling business
I'm busy making digits
Never thought that I could get this
Get money then bros turn bitches
All want a piece of your winnings
Gave a lot at the beginning
But now nigga you just leaching
Miss me
Remember you dissed me
Bringing you in was risky
Convince Me
All that pain you wish me
Whiskey in my kidneys
Listings
Of girls who wanna frisk me
Anything I want she give me
They tricky
She tryna get me tipsy
I ain't gotta front no kidding
Getting bread croissant
I ain't worried bout cost
Lil nigga I'm spending
She fuckin with the sauce
I know she lost
She fiending
Let's go then we can leave and
I'll put your ass to sleep then
You will be departing
So many broken-hearted
I'm on but I just started
They put me last
That's in the past
Now I'm they favorite artist
I thought that I was garbage
My name they tarnish
I don't care
I don't I swear
What you mean you sorry
If there was a draft I'm the number one pick
Never really knew what it took to get rich
Nice outlook like the views from the six
Fire and desire for one dance wit yo chick
Controlla like a joystick
Coronavirus seems like everybody sick
Car look nice see yourself, oil slick
Run up in yo house like my name saint nick
This life it gets crazy
People come and going
Close ones even tried to snake me
It's these hands I'm throwing
From the bottom like I'm Hades
If they gotta problem
Then we solve it like equation
If you want a feature then nigga you gotta pay me
Or get out my face
You fragile like a vase
You finna break
You ain't got no base
Mommas disgrace
I win this race
Without a trace
You gotta chase
I bought out chase
Hotels like bates
Give me my space
They call me great
In my birthplace
But they two face
Pack my suitcase
In a new state
Seein new faces
In new places
Hope I'll make
Know I'll make it
If not I'll take it
Grinding lately
Real high ratings
Gotta pay me
Glad y'all hated
Y'all what made me
Still gon say shit
Got no payments
Proving y'all wrong is my motivation
You bang my song then turn around and say it's shit
Then you go back home and then start headbanging
I'm sorry just handling business
I'm busy making digits
Never thought that I could get this
Get money then bros turn bitches
All want a piece of your winnings
Gave a lot at the beginning
But now nigga you just leaching
Miss me
Remember you dissed me
Bringing you in was risky
Convince Me
All that pain you wish me
Whiskey in my kidneys
Listings
Of girls who wanna frisk me
Anything I want she give me
They tricky
She tryna get me tipsy
I ain't gotta front no kidding
Getting bread croissant
I ain't worried bout cost
Lil nigga I'm spending
She fuckin with the sauce
I know she lost
She fiending
Let's go then we can leave and
I'll put your ass to sleep then
You will be departing
So many broken-hearted
I'm on but I just started
They put me last
That's in the past
Now I'm they favorite artist
I thought that I was garbage
My name they tarnish
I don't care
I don't I swear
What you mean you sorry
If there was a draft I'm the number one pick
Never really knew what it took to get rich
Nice outlook like the views from the six
Fire and desire for one dance wit yo chick
Controlla like a joystick
Coronavirus seems like everybody sick
Car look nice see yourself, oil slick
Run up in yo house like my name saint nick
This life it gets crazy
People come and going
Close ones even tried to snake me
It's these hands I'm throwing
From the bottom like I'm Hades
If they gotta problem
Then we solve it like equation
If you want a feature then nigga you gotta pay me
Or get out my face
You fragile like a vase
You finna break
You ain't got no base
Mommas disgrace
I win this race
Without a trace
You gotta chase
I bought out chase
Hotels like bates
Give me my space
They call me great
In my birthplace
But they two face
Pack my suitcase
In a new state
Seein new faces
In new places
Hope I'll make
Know I'll make it
If not I'll take it
Grinding lately
Real high ratings
Gotta pay me
Glad y'all hated
Y'all what made me
Still gon say shit
Got no payments
Proving y'all wrong is my motivation
You bang my song then turn around and say it's shit
Then you go back home and then start headbanging
Credits
Writer(s): Kameron Brantley
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