Freestyle (feat. 5Ive) [Remix]

(Woah woah)
(FREE SNAKE FREE SNAKE)
When my brother died I had to slide (I HAD TO)
When my uncle died I thought about suicide, How I could've died
Niggas know I'm spinning on my opps, nigga they gon' die
(Niggas know I'm spinning on my opps, nigga they gon' die)
Nigga try to run down on the gang, we popped out hit his top
Nigga try to run down on the gang we pop out and get his drop

(Woah woah)
Changing all my hoes, yea like they clothes (Like what?)
(Changing all my hoes, nigga like they clothes woah, woah)

She want me to set a nigga up I ain't even with that
She want me to chop a nigga block down like a lumberjack
He just hit my phone talking 'bout he killing man I ain't stuntin' that
(We ain't stunn' yo' ass)
We just put my brother in the ground, you think I ain't gettin' back? (WHAT?)
He just hit my block talking 'bout he killing, man know I'm hittin' back

Nigga know I'm smoking on H5 you can't even bring 'em back (Haaa)
Trying to text lil bricc and landlord, these niggas ain't hitting' me back

Trying to beef with me and 1055 you know we ain't into that
If it ain't no money involved with it we ain't gon' interact (Nah For Real)
Push up on his block, knock on his door like "nigga where you at?"
Push up on his block, knock on his door like "nigga where you at?"
Push up on his block, knock on his door like "nigga...

Nigga where you at?
Lil bro I cost a check
These VVS
Lil bro he gon' get wet fore' sendin' that lil text
We on his block, posted with the chops I'm trying to catch a opp
I caught this 1 opp and did him bad and ran em' out his socks
Posted on the block "G Block" with a G Lock
We the same ones that fucked around and got your shooter shot
Bitch it's do or die, I'm geeked as fuck
I'm geeked up out my mind
They like "luh 5 you geeked as fuck, you geeked up all the time"
Bitch I'm off H5
Speaking on landlord that's how you die

Put him in the sky
Yea we love spinning blocks and watch them rot
This is not IFA, you play with me BaBa put him in the pot
Got this glizzy on my hip, you know this bitch is flaming hot (Hot cheeto)
I'll never trust a bitch or put my trust up in no thot
Yea the same car I stole, the same car bought up off the lot
Bitch I'm smoking reefa' man I'm smoking B5
Tired of smoking Marlo, I smoke that pussy all the time
I ain't tripping bout' that bitch, let the bros hit cause she ain't mines
I ain't talking 50 cent but my bros never dropping dimes
Yea we the ones pull up the yellow tape, the ones who do the slidin'
And we the ones spin on the block and spin they block it's Homicide

Bitch let's get back to the basics
Leave that pussy nigga faceless
Can't identify him yea on my Glock they leaving them closed cases
Uh H5 get me high
H5 get me high, H5 get me high
H5 get me high, H5 get me high
H5 get me high, H5 get me high
H5 get me high, H5 get me high
(H5, H5, H5 in my lungs)
(H5, H5, H5 in my lungs)



Credits
Writer(s): Homixide 5
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