Cee-Lo Freestyle

Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Got to send me some shit like this, see what I do
Look

Wasn't born with it but I'ma die with the money
Ask about Shellz, I bet they say that they love me
God up top, but nothing else come above me
Just to say a nigga did it, cop the chain to my tummy
Stick around and watch me get it nigga
Ain't no half stepping
Circle overlap niggas
Ain't no half repping
Do it how I do it and watch them niggas get live
Dreams turn to real life
The shit that makes niggas cry
That's the shit that we about, baby
Yeah
Know I love you cause your mouth crazy
Them niggas really not that wavy
That's a drought, baby
Don't let them steer you wrong
Shorty in my DM, telling me I made her favorite song
What I'm suppose to do with that?
Hell yeah she got a nigga gassed but don't get too attached
I'm never capping yo
The Ac is still blue and black
You see these rappers on they song
Want to talk that rich shit
But I'm gonna wait until I'm on
Cause it's the principle
Grind life physical
Oh that's your girl? She been telling me she miserable
Me in the real life, be the same when it's digital
You ask me? The shit y'all doing unforgivable
But I'm on one
And if you know it, then you know it's right
It's straight 4 5 6 when I roll the dice
We on time, niggas know that I'm on go tonight
Fans telling me I'm next to do it and I know they right
Uhh
Know they right
Yeah
From the womb to the tomb, man
Yeah



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Writer(s): Sheldon Powell
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