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Inside Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Rasani
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Rasani Williams
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Rasani - Inside Freestyle Lyrics
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Look inside your eyes
Lil' nigga i caught you by surprise
I might just shoot a couple shots
Outline spray where ya' body lies
I'm getting tired of all the lies
They see the pain inside your eyes
You must aint think that I would slide
I'll spin around where you reside
And you cannot find me
No
Lay back in the jeep because my seat too low
When I turn them high beams on
Got the shooting on tape
Play it back
T Vo
Nobody outside
Zero
Imma up it anyway
Shoot it through the window
And I heard about five screams
Ohh
Wish I shot him in the face
But it went through his fro
Man I should've played it smarter
Heard a couple knocks on the door
Check the peep hole
Who is this shawty
Open up the door
Thought the nigga wasn't home
Mama peeped a couple niggas in the corner with the choppa
Came through the back
Opened fire
While my wrist getting tired
But I really want to finish what I started
M3 to his nose
Nigga done frozed
Hands up
Cocked-eyed
Nigga really look retarded
Big body I'm a F-150
Pick up the glizzy
When I'm in the city
Cuz some of these niggas be trippin'
Reach for my jewelry
Your ass gone be limpin'
Got 33 hoes
I be pimping
Star on my neck but I f*ck with them billys
Red dot on your nose if you silly
Say that you bout' it
Your cap must be fitted
In Georgia I handle my business
Pull up to Lenox with 100s and 20s
Want static then come to the kitchen
Cut off the cable
You hang from the building
I'm loving the way that I'm feeling
Sippin' syrup
Color purple like Celie
Pull up and this shit can get tricky
Bow
Hello
Upping and riding like she popped a wheelie
Always on point like a decimal
Hit it one time
All gas no brakes
I be wrecking her
Ain't got no problem with checking her
Cross over blood hit the black
Like play on a checker board
Big time beast
New megazord
Know it's on a lease
Why you keep acting like you ain't paying for it
New neck piece
New flood
Can't bring sand to the beach
It might turn into mud
My brother lil' kel he blood
And milk is my cousin
Young savage D lowe he be cuz
Know that I told you it was what it was
I'm a sharpshooter when it comes to these guns
In the studio just rapping for fun
Beat from the back say bitch don't run
Pull on her hair
Imma f*ck up her bun
Grandma top
Just give me them gums
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English

Look inside your eyes
Lil' nigga i caught you by surprise
I might just shoot a couple shots
Outline spray where ya' body lies
I'm getting tired of all the lies
They see the pain inside your eyes
You must aint think that I would slide
I'll spin around where you reside
And you cannot find me
No
Lay back in the jeep because my seat too low
When I turn them high beams on
Got the shooting on tape
Play it back
T Vo
Nobody outside
Zero
Imma up it anyway
Shoot it through the window
And I heard about five screams
Ohh
Wish I shot him in the face
But it went through his fro
Man I should've played it smarter
Heard a couple knocks on the door
Check the peep hole
Who is this shawty
Open up the door
Thought the nigga wasn't home
Mama peeped a couple niggas in the corner with the choppa
Came through the back
Opened fire
While my wrist getting tired
But I really want to finish what I started
M3 to his nose
Nigga done frozed
Hands up
Cocked-eyed
Nigga really look retarded
Big body I'm a F-150
Pick up the glizzy
When I'm in the city
Cuz some of these niggas be trippin'
Reach for my jewelry
Your ass gone be limpin'
Got 33 hoes
I be pimping
Star on my neck but I f*ck with them billys
Red dot on your nose if you silly
Say that you bout' it
Your cap must be fitted
In Georgia I handle my business
Pull up to Lenox with 100s and 20s
Want static then come to the kitchen
Cut off the cable
You hang from the building
I'm loving the way that I'm feeling
Sippin' syrup
Color purple like Celie
Pull up and this shit can get tricky
Bow
Hello
Upping and riding like she popped a wheelie
Always on point like a decimal
Hit it one time
All gas no brakes
I be wrecking her
Ain't got no problem with checking her
Cross over blood hit the black
Like play on a checker board
Big time beast
New megazord
Know it's on a lease
Why you keep acting like you ain't paying for it
New neck piece
New flood
Can't bring sand to the beach
It might turn into mud
My brother lil' kel he blood
And milk is my cousin
Young savage D lowe he be cuz
Know that I told you it was what it was
I'm a sharpshooter when it comes to these guns
In the studio just rapping for fun
Beat from the back say bitch don't run
Pull on her hair
Imma f*ck up her bun
Grandma top
Just give me them gums
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Writer: Rasani Williams
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