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Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: LilBari
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Jah'Bari Aska




LilBari - Freestyle Lyrics




It ain no love in my city
Where im from if yeen playin ball you picking up dat glizzy
We f*ck the ones,tens, and dubs up and savin all da 50s
I ain hidin just know when you slide you better hope you get me

Cuz ima come back
Knocking shit down just like a lumber jack
Heard he got some stain in these streets i aint stun nun of that
Heard he brought that load back home gon make him fumble that
Beat her back out and slap them stripes thats my lil thunder cat

We want them loads by the loads want nun under that
If he feeling over weight this 40 make his stomach flat
Young fly nigga from the trenches yea she lovin dat
Lil jay he swipe your plastic better pray you get sum outta that

And we gon move how we move
We stay vibed out we like vibing by the crew
Mix and match designer
Monclear prada the shoes
F*ckin wit my bruddas you gon end up on the news

Lets get it nigga
His potna died but bout that vibe he get to tripping nigga
The only thing he shoot is shots and even them he missin
Put 11 on his back Isaiah from the pistons
He washed up we take we take him down he swimming wit the fishes

We gon rock out how we rock out
The streets was his school he told the feds so he a drop out
Cant be texting niggas about your bitch you need to stop now
Close friends turn enemies my bruddas switch we bringing glocks out

Tell a nigga try his luck
Middle finger like he trump
If a nigga got some smoke wit me im fuccin up his lungs

Pour codine in my cup
F*ck one we double up
Switchin sides is jus like quick sand in the end you gon get stuck

Luh shawty said she want a savage who savage
Remember skipping school to make a play i cant be average
Im switching out these vibes how im switching out my fashion
I love to make my momma smile i do it wit a passion

I made it happen
Fast forward 5 yrs im in a mansion
Throwing cash pole in the house strippers dancing
I made it happen using nun call it magic
Shit couldve been tragic

I want diamonds flashin
The same hoes you get fresh for we be passin
These niggas mad cuz we stayed down and now we having
You took her out i dick her down we different classes
I flipped her like gymnastics

The same ppl come around who use to curve you
Told her let her guard down i swear i ain gon hurt you
Lookin down countin dis money i gotta bird view
Get inside that pussy i ain no rookie ima murk you

Makin money all night f*ck a curfew
If its pressure like the trap we come and serve you
Chop the top butterfly doors now thats a bird coupe
Scrape the side of his car just liked the curb do

When you in these streets you made a vow to the codes
Stay in your lane, keep it solid and dont never fold
The only way you break them vows is if you stand a told
All rats gotta die time to give your soul
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It ain no love in my city
Where im from if yeen playin ball you picking up dat glizzy
We f*ck the ones,tens, and dubs up and savin all da 50s
I ain hidin just know when you slide you better hope you get me

Cuz ima come back
Knocking shit down just like a lumber jack
Heard he got some stain in these streets i aint stun nun of that
Heard he brought that load back home gon make him fumble that
Beat her back out and slap them stripes thats my lil thunder cat

We want them loads by the loads want nun under that
If he feeling over weight this 40 make his stomach flat
Young fly nigga from the trenches yea she lovin dat
Lil jay he swipe your plastic better pray you get sum outta that

And we gon move how we move
We stay vibed out we like vibing by the crew
Mix and match designer
Monclear prada the shoes
F*ckin wit my bruddas you gon end up on the news

Lets get it nigga
His potna died but bout that vibe he get to tripping nigga
The only thing he shoot is shots and even them he missin
Put 11 on his back Isaiah from the pistons
He washed up we take we take him down he swimming wit the fishes

We gon rock out how we rock out
The streets was his school he told the feds so he a drop out
Cant be texting niggas about your bitch you need to stop now
Close friends turn enemies my bruddas switch we bringing glocks out

Tell a nigga try his luck
Middle finger like he trump
If a nigga got some smoke wit me im fuccin up his lungs

Pour codine in my cup
F*ck one we double up
Switchin sides is jus like quick sand in the end you gon get stuck

Luh shawty said she want a savage who savage
Remember skipping school to make a play i cant be average
Im switching out these vibes how im switching out my fashion
I love to make my momma smile i do it wit a passion

I made it happen
Fast forward 5 yrs im in a mansion
Throwing cash pole in the house strippers dancing
I made it happen using nun call it magic
Shit couldve been tragic

I want diamonds flashin
The same hoes you get fresh for we be passin
These niggas mad cuz we stayed down and now we having
You took her out i dick her down we different classes
I flipped her like gymnastics

The same ppl come around who use to curve you
Told her let her guard down i swear i ain gon hurt you
Lookin down countin dis money i gotta bird view
Get inside that pussy i ain no rookie ima murk you

Makin money all night f*ck a curfew
If its pressure like the trap we come and serve you
Chop the top butterfly doors now thats a bird coupe
Scrape the side of his car just liked the curb do

When you in these streets you made a vow to the codes
Stay in your lane, keep it solid and dont never fold
The only way you break them vows is if you stand a told
All rats gotta die time to give your soul
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Writer: Jah'Bari Aska
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