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Freestyle lyrics

Performer Kidd Boss the Goat

Freestyle song lyrics by Kidd Boss the Goat official

Freestyle is a song in English

Shout out New Kingdom, that's me. I'm in this bitch with Jabree
Damn, I miss my brother Rome. Damn, I miss my brother Reese
RIP my cousin T. RIP my cousin Ju
I'm missing half of the crew. Tell me what am I to do
I'm by myself in the booth, spitting' the truth
I just want the pain to go poof
All of my niggas on go chamber he just now came home
Ronnie, he got a few more
He be out here very soon
Them niggas doubting me, left me out here with strow
State road, they put faith up in my soul
Right when they thought I was gone
I guess they all sort of wrong
Now I'm back dropping' songs
Both of my daughters are foxes
They know we all that we got
I taught my son how to box
My baby, my she ain't shit
She kept me away from them kids
Just to get back on the strength
That bitch was out of control
She wasn't honorable no
She heard I'm doin' these shows
She wanna blow up my phone
She want some diamonds and gold
Getting that paper, got no time to save you
I'm riding' around with my angel
I told her about it, she hates you
Cause she on my team and she faithful
We bout to have sex on the table
Cause she got that love I can't wait for
I bet you next time you'll be grateful
I hope my new life doesn't faze you
When I was fucked up, them niggas was happy
But I doubled back in the caddie
The look on they face had me laughing
They knew who they are
Shout out my family
I made a promise to all of my dawgs
Take over rapping' then all the above
Getting' sick of tired of selling' these drugs
One of these labels gone' give me some grub
I ain't tripping', I'm just venting
I just need a couple million
Get Levi that appeal huh
I been working' on some real stuff
Might be rich before the deal comes
Type a paper, make the chills come
Asking' God to bless a real one
Wayne Ave hollow hills, son
Popping them perks, get you killed in the fastest
We ain't got time for that slacking'
Get shot up the streets, ask what happened
I told them that this was gone' happen
Now mama gone' cry, her tears drip on your casket
I'm tryin' to get rich off of rapping'
But with me, my niggas all spazzing'
You die for this jewelry , you snatch it'
You see me in traffic, they know who I be with
My niggas never on geek shit
But fuck with me they turn to geek stars
Hear my pain over the speakers
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Jesse Poinsette Poinsette
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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