Went on my grind, was the talk of the town If you pulling weird shit you can’t stay around Promised Mumma I’m gone make her proud Told my angels in heaven I won’t let them down All that talk shit I cannot allow Talk dirt with a smile Talking them up when they’re talking me down Crazy what they do for a crowd
Ayy, swear that's Ekayy) Grrr Su, suwoo Gang, gang, gang, gang, you know who it is already (Sting like Aybee) Big rassclart T.Scam, fresh home You know the fucking vibe Free the hitters, shout the killers, man Some AGB, FSG, NRB shit (Ayo, Tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold) Suwoo [Chorus] Active Gxng (Gang), anything goes (Goes) Running it up, ain't got time for ho’s (Ho’s) ZKs, hand tings, rusty poles How you scream R.I.P. when you left your bro? (How?) I was looking at fifteen years Barrister done magic like Dynamo I'll jump out, bait with my peers Swing, ching and ruin your clothes Active Gxng, anything goes Running it up, ain't got time for ho’s ZKs, hand tings, rusty poles How you scream R.I.P. when you left your bro? I was looking at fifteen years Barrister done magic like Dynamo I'll jump out, bait with my peers Swing, ching and ruin your clothes [Verse 1] My east ting wan' do it like Burner and Steff (Sweet one) But I'm in the T, and bro's being a chef (Ah) Boxes get shot like Reckz Pebs fly like Lebz, tryna send out a text S, S and S, that's chests and necks Don't care if your wham, try rip through pecks (Ching, ching) If you're from the 5 then you know the vibe Get caught on a glide, might end up dead (Bow) I'ma lean out the ride on a gang ting with this hand ting And let sweeties fly out the star (Skrr, skrr) I'm with my bros in the stolen car Someone show me where the opp boys are (Where they at?) Corn move quick, so you better run far Buck a opp in jail, that's a insta' alarm Sit on the fence, keep thinking we're calm 'Til you see a firearm at the end of my arm (True) I don't know for these brand new goons (Goons) They jump on road then jump in zoots (Zoots) Then their mumzy jumps on the news And told the whole world it was a good yute (Dickhead) Golden, brown with the tightest cooch She gon' suck my dick in this coupe (Sweet one) She said she wan' yuck me all the way home Now, one more Waze, choosing the long route (Badders) If you see my boys in the hood Better run off quick, or you'll end up like Minty (Ricky) Rams in and out now, my blade's all sticky Clean it and dash, and dice up my grub like Vicky (True) My hands in the air, I ain't doing a wave Hand ting or the gauge, I ain't really picky You gon' take shots if broski turn up Now, you're on the floor, feelin' more than tipsy You don't wanna buck Broadday Assassin He'll put a bell, firm in your head like a durag 'Cah if you throw up a 5, or Q Now, he's sitting in heaven thinking "Why did I do that?" I heard my man wanted to rap Now, he can spit bars with Biggie and 2Pac (Ha) I'ma jump out the ride like "Who's that?" Back my wap, try send him to the gulag (Dead boy) I came out of jail then went back in My shank went in, and it came back out (Phew) I just hit my brownie, real quickly Leave this wap in her house, and my kids in her mouth (Heh) She's arching her back on the sofa Pull out and buss all over the couch (Uh-ha) Them man there jus' do it for the clout And I highly doubt that they gonna ride out (Uh-ha) I got no remorse for these opps Bro died, I was riding out non-stop (Bap, bap) Since then bare man got got Three man got dropped, see their face on a T-Shirt top (LOL) I been touring this block for hours This bike keeps clicking, I'm feeling hot (Hot) But I can't take this bally off my face So once again, that's Scam in the dock (Goddamn) He got cheffed and sent to the doc' But the doc' couldn't save him, his heart already stopped (True) You don't wanna see BA taking shots If you're in his lens then you're gonna get dropped Try ride, and the script got flipped He got chinged and chopped Man, I guess that flopped (Jokeman) This wap is older than my pops The rambo's unclipped, and the handy's copped [Chorus] Active Gxng (Gang), anything goes (Goes) Running it up, ain't got time for ho’s (Ho’s) ZKs, hand tings, rusty poles How you scream R.I.P. when you left your bro? (How?) I was looking at fifteen years Barrister done magic like Dynamo I'll jump out, bait with my peers Swing, ching and ruin your clothes Active Gxng, anything goes Running it up, ain't got time for ho’s ZKs, hand tings, rusty poles How you scream R.I.P. when you left your bro? I was looking at fifteen years Barrister done magic like Dynamo I'll jump out, bait with my peers Swing, ching and ruin your clothes [Outro] Swear that's Ekayy Sting like Aybee SHARE THE LYRICS “FREESTYLE” TRACK INFO Produced By Ekayy OTB & Aybee The Producer Written By T.Scam Release Date August 15, 2021 EXPAND TRACK INFO MUSIC VIDEO Loading video COMMENTS Boruby 4,138 3 months ago AG AG AG +3 UPVOTES
Wheres my credit
i made the beat with aybee
My bad bro I changed it
@@FindYourDrillInstrumental could you do k dat by slimzlth pleaseeee
@@FindYourDrillInstrumental
That’s my guyyyyyy yk 🔥🔥
My guy🔥
Went on my grind, was the talk of the town
If you pulling weird shit you can’t stay around
Promised Mumma I’m gone make her proud
Told my angels in heaven I won’t let them down
All that talk shit I cannot allow
Talk dirt with a smile
Talking them up when they’re talking me down
Crazy what they do for a crowd
Nice beat brooo 🔥🔥
This song goes hard. 🔥
a yooo
LOOL sounds like London View
It is
There is a slight difference not completely ripped off
that my nigga Tscam
Ayy, swear that's Ekayy)
Grrr
Su, suwoo
Gang, gang, gang, gang, you know who it is already
(Sting like Aybee)
Big rassclart T.Scam, fresh home
You know the fucking vibe
Free the hitters, shout the killers, man
Some AGB, FSG, NRB shit
(Ayo, Tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold)
Suwoo
[Chorus]
Active Gxng (Gang), anything goes (Goes)
Running it up, ain't got time for ho’s (Ho’s)
ZKs, hand tings, rusty poles
How you scream R.I.P. when you left your bro? (How?)
I was looking at fifteen years
Barrister done magic like Dynamo
I'll jump out, bait with my peers
Swing, ching and ruin your clothes
Active Gxng, anything goes
Running it up, ain't got time for ho’s
ZKs, hand tings, rusty poles
How you scream R.I.P. when you left your bro?
I was looking at fifteen years
Barrister done magic like Dynamo
I'll jump out, bait with my peers
Swing, ching and ruin your clothes
[Verse 1]
My east ting wan' do it like Burner and Steff (Sweet one)
But I'm in the T, and bro's being a chef (Ah)
Boxes get shot like Reckz
Pebs fly like Lebz, tryna send out a text
S, S and S, that's chests and necks
Don't care if your wham, try rip through pecks (Ching, ching)
If you're from the 5 then you know the vibe
Get caught on a glide, might end up dead (Bow)
I'ma lean out the ride on a gang ting with this hand ting
And let sweeties fly out the star (Skrr, skrr)
I'm with my bros in the stolen car
Someone show me where the opp boys are (Where they at?)
Corn move quick, so you better run far
Buck a opp in jail, that's a insta' alarm
Sit on the fence, keep thinking we're calm
'Til you see a firearm at the end of my arm (True)
I don't know for these brand new goons (Goons)
They jump on road then jump in zoots (Zoots)
Then their mumzy jumps on the news
And told the whole world it was a good yute (Dickhead)
Golden, brown with the tightest cooch
She gon' suck my dick in this coupe (Sweet one)
She said she wan' yuck me all the way home
Now, one more Waze, choosing the long route (Badders)
If you see my boys in the hood
Better run off quick, or you'll end up like Minty (Ricky)
Rams in and out now, my blade's all sticky
Clean it and dash, and dice up my grub like Vicky (True)
My hands in the air, I ain't doing a wave
Hand ting or the gauge, I ain't really picky
You gon' take shots if broski turn up
Now, you're on the floor, feelin' more than tipsy
You don't wanna buck Broadday Assassin
He'll put a bell, firm in your head like a durag
'Cah if you throw up a 5, or Q
Now, he's sitting in heaven thinking "Why did I do that?"
I heard my man wanted to rap
Now, he can spit bars with Biggie and 2Pac (Ha)
I'ma jump out the ride like "Who's that?"
Back my wap, try send him to the gulag (Dead boy)
I came out of jail then went back in
My shank went in, and it came back out (Phew)
I just hit my brownie, real quickly
Leave this wap in her house, and my kids in her mouth (Heh)
She's arching her back on the sofa
Pull out and buss all over the couch (Uh-ha)
Them man there jus' do it for the clout
And I highly doubt that they gonna ride out (Uh-ha)
I got no remorse for these opps
Bro died, I was riding out non-stop (Bap, bap)
Since then bare man got got
Three man got dropped, see their face on a T-Shirt top (LOL)
I been touring this block for hours
This bike keeps clicking, I'm feeling hot (Hot)
But I can't take this bally off my face
So once again, that's Scam in the dock (Goddamn)
He got cheffed and sent to the doc'
But the doc' couldn't save him, his heart already stopped (True)
You don't wanna see BA taking shots
If you're in his lens then you're gonna get dropped
Try ride, and the script got flipped
He got chinged and chopped
Man, I guess that flopped (Jokeman)
This wap is older than my pops
The rambo's unclipped, and the handy's copped
[Chorus]
Active Gxng (Gang), anything goes (Goes)
Running it up, ain't got time for ho’s (Ho’s)
ZKs, hand tings, rusty poles
How you scream R.I.P. when you left your bro? (How?)
I was looking at fifteen years
Barrister done magic like Dynamo
I'll jump out, bait with my peers
Swing, ching and ruin your clothes
Active Gxng, anything goes
Running it up, ain't got time for ho’s
ZKs, hand tings, rusty poles
How you scream R.I.P. when you left your bro?
I was looking at fifteen years
Barrister done magic like Dynamo
I'll jump out, bait with my peers
Swing, ching and ruin your clothes
[Outro]
Swear that's Ekayy
Sting like Aybee
SHARE THE LYRICS
“FREESTYLE” TRACK INFO
Produced By
Ekayy OTB & Aybee The Producer
Written By
T.Scam
Release Date
August 15, 2021
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MUSIC VIDEO
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COMMENTS
Boruby 4,138
3 months ago
AG AG AG
+3 UPVOTES
FOG Rs x Rk x Lowkey - Pressure (Please get me that instrumental)
Npk cold room beat pt1 I beg
^^^^^^^^^^^^
0:24
S13 cold room
🔥
Horrid - OFB PLEASE BRO
Called voltage prod by ghosty
is this copyrighted?
pr sad plugged in beat 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾
Ur leng
@@UncsIsBetter ffs
Ds latex gloves
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Fam I beg u try to find the beat on that suspect freestyle on ig a while ago
killah 2.0 sensei
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Pop smoke would of destroyed this beat😔❄️💔
horrid1 x jsav drowning