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Free Party
Free Party
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Mohamed Conteh
Mohamed Conteh
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Jermaine Quattlebaum
Jermaine Quattlebaum
Lyrics
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Versus
Versus
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I gotta move different
Need me a coupe with the roof missing
Pardon me if I been too distant
(I've been stackin' up to act) A fool with it
Homies, they pull up to City of Angels
And I can't tell 'em what to do in it
Just been with the party, in the stu' with it
[Verse 2]
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
Yomp, he knew something was wrong
He Ain't how to ask, so instead he just gave me a Quran
Like please, bro, talk to God (Yeah)
Yeah, that's my dawg, I'm tryna get it like 'Bron
And bring all my **** along, word is my bond
'Cause I'm from the end of the blue line
Know that we do fine in due time
Know this life shit can change in a year
Just bankin' on if I don't lose mine
Gotta stay solid, Pops like Mohamed
Go back to college, you need that degree, see, I disagree
Told 'em, became a professor, and now I hold lectures on beats
I quit my job and we started a party, huh
Dropped out of school, Mom, I'm sorry
Now we make moves under palm trees, hardly home
But Entrap on my body, mixed in Solbiato with the E.A.T.
No, my **** can't die in the streets
A lot of my **** dependin' on me
A lot of my **** dependin' on free party, yeah
[Verse 3]
She say she fuck with the activist
I said, "The pour or the Kaepernick?"
Both, if you packin' it
Oh, you the catalyst
Use all that coke on your mental
You plan to escape all the damage you seen
I start to lean into the distance
Losin' myself In the valley
Keep fuckin' these bitches, I never lay claim
Runnin' further from me whIle I'm drivin' they Benzes
Keep me a Trojan for UCLA hoes
I keep the rivalry fuego
Pac 12 rounds in my gun, I re-spawn when I'm done
We lost all of us, so we run
Keep on callin', but we hear none
Need all nine lives of that Doja Cat to just come and dance on my tongue
Moved to the city, I'm livin' for different, and dip in the luck of celebrities past
Wishin' for infinite winnin' and clarity, in the direction that lead to my path
Runnin' from everything that we was
Still tryna find out who we are
Runnin' from everything that we was
Still tryna find out who we are
[Verse 4]
Livin' my nights in a whirlwind
Livin' my life till the world end, nervous
I been in my Birkin
Ain't no safe when we livin' urgent
I'm tryna find a way and I'd do anything
I'm tryna find a way and I'd do anything for
(Yeah, for you)
For you (I said, I'd do anything for you)
Hey, yeah (For you)
For you (I said, I'd do anything for you)
[Verse 5]
Look
I said, pour up while I roll up, yeah, you know I like my liquor straight
I can't finish my plate till I make sure that my **** ate
Said she on the interstate
Exit 15, where I stay
Call me when you exit, I can't text the addy to my place
I said, I pour up while I roll up, yeah, you know I like my liquor straight
I can't finish my plate till I make sure that my **** ate
Written by: Jermaine Quattlebaum, Mohamed Conteh
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