EAS-Y Freestyle
Back drop scenery
Filled-pot greenery
Straight bops play
Wound up on auxillary
Got a lot of knives in my way
And it's killin' me
And they hate you for what you're not
And they hate on your ability
So, can we head out
Oh no, not guillotine
Left bled out
Hit hole with agility
Hands stay missing
Babygirl ain't feeling me
Cause it's gon be a minute anyway
Cause the umpire's wrong
Can we play it safe
Cause it's Dirk on a bucket
Can we fadeaway
Got work on a budget
Can we play in lays
Or those chips
Cause I just moved into that Ritz
Not about glam
But it's more about glitz
And it's less about brand
And it's more about fits
If I fits than I sits
Rollin' out on that blitz
If I spit than it's lit
I fine doubt if I rip
Sus like Hillary
Mixed in villainy
Buzz got jacked
Kick, kick on Jillary
And I'm missing all chivalry
Can you see where I'm headed now
It's a big ass party so I'm headed out
And the bounce on boss so we let him out
And the snares on crisp so we dead 'em out
Pyramid on that scheme
Searing mids on this dream
Hearing K.I.D.S on this Mac
I move floss, I need plaques
I knew cost, I need stacks
I blew loss, I see black
Oh, 2 phone Keem
You owned me
I'm Saquon strong, with no blew knee
I glued new wings then I flew free
And the style dripped down with a brand new tee
Now her hips on loud and the bands cue me
Never get plays, I'm the fans QB
I got a boyfriend
But her man knew me
Iced out cup
When I flash cute teeth
Tim on Turner
When I get two Ts
And I flick on the burner
When I fill these sheets
Not much further til the Jam of the Week
And I'm not her father I'm the Man of the Week
There's my father, waved hand in the seats
Shad saved man's with the bands for the beats
Joe Tea slams here's a brand new feat
And I cant do you
But I can do me
And the guns all out
And they yell dude freeze
And they pass that thang
That man Drew Brees
And I gotta make the money
And I land new fees
Brand new place
Two brand new keys
Planned rude schemes
Switch brand new dreams
Wu-Tang Clan, that money made cream
Stu stay planned
Nukes and new week
Profit unmanned, rising to peak
Gossip gone bland
And I ran new feeds
Pot-piss man's if you can't sue me
Love like Nan
That's damn beauty
That's damn beauty
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Love like Nan's
That's damn beauty
Love like Nan's
That's damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Jim and the Carrey
And the dumb and dumb
And the tax in the mix
And you summing it up
Like Tila Tequila
Its love and the love
And the checks and the cash
Can you run in it up
Words in the way
They mudding it up
And the grind switching on when the sun coming up
She up in the gym
Cheeks bubbling up
And the fade on point
And the stubble stay cut
Skipping on a double dutch
Now I smoke that down on a doubled dutch
And the pour on the rocks
When he double up
That's Dame Bryant
Double clutch
That's devil in the detail
Hubble love
And I'm coaching my squad
Can we huddle up
Like this into that
Now I juggle stuff
Moving some weight
Now I'm subtle buff
And you, please shut up when the game is on
Please shut up when I play this song
If you just don't vibe, guess I made it wrong
Joe Tea live
Wait hold up
Joe Tea live and the 808s slide
So we jive when the lady outside
Heart made of gold
With palladium pride
You talk that talk
You staying the night
Stu stay planned
Nukes and new week
Profit unmanned, rising to peak
Gossip gone bland
And I ran new feeds
Pot-piss man's if you can't sue me
Love like Nan
That's damn beauty
That's damn beauty
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Love like Nan's
That's damn beauty
Love like Nan's
That's damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
That's damn beauty
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Filled-pot greenery
Straight bops play
Wound up on auxillary
Got a lot of knives in my way
And it's killin' me
And they hate you for what you're not
And they hate on your ability
So, can we head out
Oh no, not guillotine
Left bled out
Hit hole with agility
Hands stay missing
Babygirl ain't feeling me
Cause it's gon be a minute anyway
Cause the umpire's wrong
Can we play it safe
Cause it's Dirk on a bucket
Can we fadeaway
Got work on a budget
Can we play in lays
Or those chips
Cause I just moved into that Ritz
Not about glam
But it's more about glitz
And it's less about brand
And it's more about fits
If I fits than I sits
Rollin' out on that blitz
If I spit than it's lit
I fine doubt if I rip
Sus like Hillary
Mixed in villainy
Buzz got jacked
Kick, kick on Jillary
And I'm missing all chivalry
Can you see where I'm headed now
It's a big ass party so I'm headed out
And the bounce on boss so we let him out
And the snares on crisp so we dead 'em out
Pyramid on that scheme
Searing mids on this dream
Hearing K.I.D.S on this Mac
I move floss, I need plaques
I knew cost, I need stacks
I blew loss, I see black
Oh, 2 phone Keem
You owned me
I'm Saquon strong, with no blew knee
I glued new wings then I flew free
And the style dripped down with a brand new tee
Now her hips on loud and the bands cue me
Never get plays, I'm the fans QB
I got a boyfriend
But her man knew me
Iced out cup
When I flash cute teeth
Tim on Turner
When I get two Ts
And I flick on the burner
When I fill these sheets
Not much further til the Jam of the Week
And I'm not her father I'm the Man of the Week
There's my father, waved hand in the seats
Shad saved man's with the bands for the beats
Joe Tea slams here's a brand new feat
And I cant do you
But I can do me
And the guns all out
And they yell dude freeze
And they pass that thang
That man Drew Brees
And I gotta make the money
And I land new fees
Brand new place
Two brand new keys
Planned rude schemes
Switch brand new dreams
Wu-Tang Clan, that money made cream
Stu stay planned
Nukes and new week
Profit unmanned, rising to peak
Gossip gone bland
And I ran new feeds
Pot-piss man's if you can't sue me
Love like Nan
That's damn beauty
That's damn beauty
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Love like Nan's
That's damn beauty
Love like Nan's
That's damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Jim and the Carrey
And the dumb and dumb
And the tax in the mix
And you summing it up
Like Tila Tequila
Its love and the love
And the checks and the cash
Can you run in it up
Words in the way
They mudding it up
And the grind switching on when the sun coming up
She up in the gym
Cheeks bubbling up
And the fade on point
And the stubble stay cut
Skipping on a double dutch
Now I smoke that down on a doubled dutch
And the pour on the rocks
When he double up
That's Dame Bryant
Double clutch
That's devil in the detail
Hubble love
And I'm coaching my squad
Can we huddle up
Like this into that
Now I juggle stuff
Moving some weight
Now I'm subtle buff
And you, please shut up when the game is on
Please shut up when I play this song
If you just don't vibe, guess I made it wrong
Joe Tea live
Wait hold up
Joe Tea live and the 808s slide
So we jive when the lady outside
Heart made of gold
With palladium pride
You talk that talk
You staying the night
Stu stay planned
Nukes and new week
Profit unmanned, rising to peak
Gossip gone bland
And I ran new feeds
Pot-piss man's if you can't sue me
Love like Nan
That's damn beauty
That's damn beauty
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Love like Nan's
That's damn beauty
Love like Nan's
That's damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
That's damn beauty
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Love like Nan's
That damn beauty
Brand new money
And a brand new me
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Easley
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