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Free Party
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mohamed Conteh
Lyrics
Jermaine Quattlebaum
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Yeah
Look look look
Uh huh yeah
I gotta move different, need me a coupe with the roof missing
Pardon me if I've been too distant
And I've been stacking up to act the fool with it
Homies they pull up to city of angels
And I can't tell them what to do in it
Just been with the party in the stu with it
Locked in on the mission tunnel the vision
Cause outside that shit I've been lost
I had to find myself cause the old me was gone
Yom he knew something was wrong
He ain't know how to act so instead he just gave me a Quran
Like please bro talk to God
Yeah that my dawg
I'm tryna get it like 'Bron and bring all my niggas along
Word is my bond
Cause I'm from the end of the blue line
Know that we'll do fine in due time
Know this life shit can change in a year
Just banking on if I don't lose mine
Gotta stay solid pops like Mohammad
Go back to collage you need that degree see I disagree
Told him became a professor now I hold lectures on beats
I quit my job and we started a party
Dropped out off school mom I'm sorry
Now we make move under palm trees
Hardly home but Entrap in my body
Mix the Solbiato with that E.A.T
Nope my niggas can't die in the streets
Lotta my niggas depending on me
Lotta my niggas depending on Free Party
She say she fuck with the activist
I said the pour or the kaepernick?
Both if ya packing it Oh you the catalyst
Use all that coke on ya mantle
You plan to escape all the damage, ya seen
I start to lean Into the distance
Losing myself in the valley
Keep fucking these bitches
They never lay claim running further from me
While I'm driving they benzes
Keep me a trojan for UCLA hoes
I keep the rivalry fuego
Pac 12 rounds in my gun
I respawn when I'm done
We lost all of us so we run
Keep on calling but we hear none
Need all 9 lives of that Doja Cat to just come and dance on my tongue
Moved to the city I'm living for different
And dip in the luck of celebrities' past
Wishing for infinite winning
And clarity in the directions that lead to my path
Running from everything that we was still tryna find out who we are
Running from everything that we was now tryna find out who we are
Living my nights in a whirlwind
Living my life till the world end nervous
I been in my Birkin
Ain't no safe when we living urgent
I'm trynaa find a way and I do anything
I'm trynaa find a way and I do anything for you
Yeah for you (For you)
I said I'd do anything for you(ay yeah)
For you (For you)
I said I'd do anything for you
Look
Uh uh uh
I said pour up while I roll up
Yeah you know I like my liquor strait
I can't finish my plate till I make sure that my niggas ate
Said she on the interstate
Exit 15 where I stay
Call me when ya exit I can't text the addy to my place
Pour up while I roll up
Yeah you know I like my liquor strait
I can't finish my plate till I make sure that my niggas ate
Writer(s): Jermaine Quattlebaum, Mohamed Conteh
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