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lirik lagu freestyle bstyle – rocky badd

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freestyle bstyle lyrics
[intro]
rocky
badd

[verse]
ain’t no b*tches f*ckin’ with me, not at all
ain’t no competition with b, them b*tches fraud
give a f*ck about the ‘net, ’cause them b*tches, i been dogged
give a f*ck about a net when i shoot, ’cause a b*tch ball
got b*tches in my dm writin’ to cop pleas
first case i caught was fightin’ a cop, please
always had a gang of b*tches tryna box me
if i did the same thing, them b*tches’d lock me
i ain’t pressed for no views, i started my own sh*t
give a f*ck about that chain, i got me my own kit
i ain’t trip about no lessons, it made me a strong b*tch
not to mention fake is something i can’t get along with
labels scarеd to sign me, they say i’m a liability
i be smackin’ b*tchеs for playin’ with my ability
i don’t disrespect ‘less it’s needed, f*ck who ain’t feelin’ me
i got this far without ’em, i got it, i mean that literally
lost a couple people, 2020 was a cold year
almost lost myself for my n*gga, but my soul here
crashed a couple times from not sleepin’ like i drove here
the devil come in different forms, got careful who i hold near
they prayin’ that i fail, so i’m careful who i told here
n*ggas always plottin’, so i’m careful what i show here
always got my guard up, can’t say you seen me fold here
careful when you ’round me, ’cause i do not have no hoes here
they say life a b*tch, i’m just hopin’ she a bad one
how b*tches ho they kids when it’s a blessing if you have one?
f*ck bein’ second, ’cause that’s equal to the last one
if b*tches bein’ bitter, then that’s equal to a mad one
i don’t listen to n0body ‘less you got some money for me
you can take a lot of sh*t, but you can’t take no money from me
i’m a westside legend, these b*tches ain’t runnin’ nothin’
still a westside b*tch, so tell ’em i come from nothin’
used to mob to the store with ’bout five to my name
it’s crazy, now i walk around town in some chains
it’s crazy how these b*tches bow down with a name
all that d*ck*suckin’, tell ’em calm down ‘fore it bang
i’ma hustle every day for them nights that i starved
askin’ mama do she got some money on her card?
i came a long way from puttin’ money in my bra
now i swipe, i don’t even check if money on my card
i can tell who ain’t real, it ain’t my job to expose
b*tches hatin’ like i’m payin’, i’m a job to these hoes
know i got that grrah with me when i ride on these hoes
i got better sh*t to do, but i make time for these hoes
keep a b*tch duckin’, i’ma flip somethin’
old n*ggas callin’ like they ’bout to hit somethin’
you barely get my time, how you think you get somethin’?
back to the line ‘fore i send your b*tch somethin’, i get messy on ’em
i ho n*ggas when i see ’em and get texts from ’em
ain’t your bm, i don’t need ’em, get your texts from her
b*tch, you posted gas money, you ain’t flexin’ nothin’
if it’s needed, i’ma shoot it, i ain’t passin’ nothin’
i knock b*tches out, so tell them b*tches knock it off
i got b*tches duckin’ from me like they blockin’ calls
i pop b*tches in the mouth for all that poppin’ off
i do the dash on these b*tches and don’t stop at all
with head, i got a messy mouth, we f*ck until we mess the couch
i don’t do no messy clout, you f*ckin’ in a messy house
look, n0body left me out
we hold our own, just us alone
you know it’s on with some patrón when i bring bestie out
i’ma make ’em sit back or push they wig back
if you ever cross me, you gon’ wish you never did that
a lot of sh*t i can’t respect and won’t forgive that
i drove eleven hours when i found where b*tches lived at
i’m a hardbody, you a n0body, ho probably
f*ckin’ different n*ggas just for money, addin’ more bodies
go body, i body, n*gga, i fear n0body
i don’t follow waves, ’cause i’m the wave a lot of hoes copy
[outro]
oh yeah, we can leave it like that

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