5 Am Freestyle (feat. Ashton!)

They ask me how I get these racks I be slanging bricks
Other drugs and miscellaneous
I fucked a bitch in the PJ, not Polo's I mean private plane lil bitch
They wanna kill me but I'm still living
Whipping the pot bitch I fuck up the kitchen
Since I was young bitch I've always been living
So I need these racks just to make it my minimum
I can't plateau, drugs in the front came through the back door
Stand on my words, can't backtrack, no
Say the wrong thing get your skull cracked for, typically really no reason
Unless you're committing some treason
Unless you try to take my rocket, like trading Trevor Ariza
This shit here really always been light, Bruce Wayne mode all black in the night
If you say I'll blow then you might be right
If you say I'll be broke you're predicting your life
Not mine, I'm on the top floor high
You get it? High rise, I keep that chop on my side, bye bye
Bad bitch wanna ride, in the whip this a G Wag month ago was a Range
Just like COD on PS5, I keep glocks in the console gang
I told you that I got za, this that take out your tonsils strain
Send him to God it could be Allah, whatever it is just don't say mine in vein

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Come one inside I've been breaking you down
Post on the gram who you're messing with now
You come back to me because I'm bussing it down (Down) (Yeah)
I can not trip I've been gone for a while
I'm sending you money, I love you seeing you smile
I'll buy the new bag if you stay for a while
(Buy a new bag, buy a new bag yeah)
(I'll buy that new bag if you stay for a while)
(I'm sending you money, I love seeing you smile)



Credits
Writer(s): Ashton Croston
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