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Freestyle
Hip-Hop/Rap
Freestyle was released on December 20, 2024 by 4792930 Records DK2 as a part of the album Freestyle - Single
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Release DateDecember 20, 2024
Label4792930 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Guala3k
Guala3k
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Willie Rashad Hall
Willie Rashad Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamaal Anderson
Jamaal Anderson
Engineer

Lyrics

Young K on the track
Skirting through in traffic, another car just tried to flag me down
Bro let down the window, swear that **** almost shot him down
Watch your back when you out of town, tryna play cause we not from around
Know we keeping them K's around, gotta make it back safe and sound
Five a show, add it up, Guala getting a lot of dough
Stripper bitch, ass fat as fuck, know she gonna swing my door
This shit here straight off the dome, barely even write my songs
The money that he spending on the rent, I just spend on my clothes
Rest in peace to L.L.B., I think I lost my necklace
Keeping my feet on they neck, I think I got a fetish
Them **** hate on me, but I can see why they jealous
Cause I'm a shooting star, **** hate on Guala cause I made it out
But I'ma keep going, and I'ma keep flowing
I'm just trying to dodge the demons, I'm just trying to dodge the reaper
I'm still passing all these ****, bitch I feel just like a teacher
Feel just like a teacher
Feel just like a teacher, diamonds busting straight off the meter
Never miss a meal I can't go out with my favorite eater
Rather hang out with my boys, She too spoiled, but that bitch a keeper
Hella **** making noise, pull out my toy you gon' see the preacher
Preacher, Uh-huh
Draco it sing like Anita
Ice, uh-huh
Diamonds, they bust off the meter
Ice on my neck, got a heater
Glock on my side, it look like a beeper
That bitch so bad shit plus she a singer
That ass so fat, but i'll never leave her
Woooo, yeah, let me catch my breath
Got three shooters, ain't talking about Steph
Ice on my wrist, ain't talking about meth
Bitch i'm the realest until my death
Uh-huh, until my death
I don't need you, but I got myself
I got my money, I don't need none else
Don't need none else
Don't need none else yeah
Don't need none else
Don't need none else, cause I got myself
Written by: Willie Rashad Hall
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