Fresh 2 Def (feat. Zeze Cortez)
Feeling fresh to death, no comparison
Bitch I ain't sweet, no M&M's
Fuck her till she sing like Adele
When I'm stressed out I play Pharrell
And my new bitch a flaming ten
I'm cooler than a bitch, we temperate
Sip my dirty dash
From a glass, I got class
I'm the man in these streets
But every now and then I feel sad
So I lace up my boots and I leave
I can't spend the night all alone
Need a hoe and a shot of Patron
Choose to go outside with the guys
I go wild until I feel alright
Real nigga need no therapy man
Imma let this song cry, cause I can't
I was told a real nigga does not break
Tryna make the gang proud is never safe
I don't need no therapy
I'll just drink this Hennessy
Feeling fresh to death, no comparison
Bitch I ain't sweet, no M&M's
Fuck her till she sing like Adele
When I'm stressed out I play Pharrell
And my new bitch a flaming ten
I'm cooler than a bitch, we temperate
Feeling fresh to death, no comparison
Bitch I ain't sweet, no M&M's
Fuck her till she sing like Adele
When I'm stressed out I play Pharrell
And my new bitch a flaming ten
I'm cooler than a bitch, we temperate
Yeah, uh
I'm calling on a iPhone thousand
So you can hear how the future be sounding like
I could've took you on a road to a school of life
But now you fucked up with a god you screwed for life, huh
Bitch I'm super fly
When I go live I see your friends they sending hearts
Yeah I saw the fake account you did on IG
You stalking me, even when I block you still follow me
You view the status of my niggas all you see is me
You the first to see my shit cause your connection is Five G
Turn an ugly bitch into a ten cause I'm fresh
Know how to make a thottie act right cause I'm fresh, I'm fresh
Monday till a Sunday I'm fresh
Even when I die, put a ice up on my neck
So I be dead motherfucker still fresh
Feeling fresh to death, no comparison
Bitch I ain't sweet, no M&M's
Fuck her till she sing like Adele
When I'm stressed out I play Pharrell
And my new bitch a flaming ten
I'm cooler than a bitch, we temperate
Yah mfana ko kasi
S'katlo compare le para le pari
Thlokahla mop, drip e mo fatshe
Mark'a ngwanao beke mo chesa ska patsi
Nna hake batla nkametsa a bine ska Msaki
Are hao cave, otlile le skeem
Tlala ka mfana, oye nyaka ka skin
Kenya plazana, ke baleya sick
Bitch I ain't sweet, no M&M's
Fuck her till she sing like Adele
When I'm stressed out I play Pharrell
And my new bitch a flaming ten
I'm cooler than a bitch, we temperate
Sip my dirty dash
From a glass, I got class
I'm the man in these streets
But every now and then I feel sad
So I lace up my boots and I leave
I can't spend the night all alone
Need a hoe and a shot of Patron
Choose to go outside with the guys
I go wild until I feel alright
Real nigga need no therapy man
Imma let this song cry, cause I can't
I was told a real nigga does not break
Tryna make the gang proud is never safe
I don't need no therapy
I'll just drink this Hennessy
Feeling fresh to death, no comparison
Bitch I ain't sweet, no M&M's
Fuck her till she sing like Adele
When I'm stressed out I play Pharrell
And my new bitch a flaming ten
I'm cooler than a bitch, we temperate
Feeling fresh to death, no comparison
Bitch I ain't sweet, no M&M's
Fuck her till she sing like Adele
When I'm stressed out I play Pharrell
And my new bitch a flaming ten
I'm cooler than a bitch, we temperate
Yeah, uh
I'm calling on a iPhone thousand
So you can hear how the future be sounding like
I could've took you on a road to a school of life
But now you fucked up with a god you screwed for life, huh
Bitch I'm super fly
When I go live I see your friends they sending hearts
Yeah I saw the fake account you did on IG
You stalking me, even when I block you still follow me
You view the status of my niggas all you see is me
You the first to see my shit cause your connection is Five G
Turn an ugly bitch into a ten cause I'm fresh
Know how to make a thottie act right cause I'm fresh, I'm fresh
Monday till a Sunday I'm fresh
Even when I die, put a ice up on my neck
So I be dead motherfucker still fresh
Feeling fresh to death, no comparison
Bitch I ain't sweet, no M&M's
Fuck her till she sing like Adele
When I'm stressed out I play Pharrell
And my new bitch a flaming ten
I'm cooler than a bitch, we temperate
Yah mfana ko kasi
S'katlo compare le para le pari
Thlokahla mop, drip e mo fatshe
Mark'a ngwanao beke mo chesa ska patsi
Nna hake batla nkametsa a bine ska Msaki
Are hao cave, otlile le skeem
Tlala ka mfana, oye nyaka ka skin
Kenya plazana, ke baleya sick
Credits
Writer(s): Nhlakanipho Nyembe
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