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yeah! freestyle - byemilo lyrics

sin of a sinner
ima be right back
if need me you can
find me in my room
with a stack
paper cut my thumbs
i been counting up racks
traded in my resume
and got myself a gat
i done bet on me
like half of that
(yeah)
used to have
suburu outback
(yeah)
wood on the doors
that was way back
(yeah)
used to wait
hol up i got side tracked
yeah
staying lowkey
not on cool sh*t
i just wanna see a snake
and they full fit
work better round a fake
and it’s proven
made a classic album
with songs
about a rude b*tch
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah

people hit my phone
i respond with a who dis?
i ain’t change my number
i just got a chain and changеd sh*t
man d*mn face it
hit me with a they said
sorry i can’t hеar basic

yeah
yeah

only smoke blunts if you lace it
still trynna die
did i switch up or become more famous?
yeah you wouldn’t know
haven’t hit me in a while
i been writing whitney
i been keeping up a smile
stacking up plates
getting buff for the style
talk about me nice
before you get me going wild
haven’t y’all heard
i got my city on wave
all my
homies getting paid
but
i been unemployed since february
lot of sh*t has change it’s kinda scary
f*ck em 3 times if they wanna hate hate me
people text me like they f*cking made me
shut the f*ck up
i don’t your retweet
i play nice
i know it’s nice to meet me
i know gods woman cause we had a threepeat
i said
f*ck the tints i want em all to see me

motherf*ckers need to get they facts up
hit me on my muhf*kin snapchat
all of my prices getting racked up
my laptops getting paid i need it backed up
lil indie in me
get rocked yo
molotov kampuchea
threw the window of your volvo
been paid
ever since mac knew guitar ho
hoes wanna cuff me
like pants on demarco (yeah)

she wanna grind on my unif belt
saint laurent jacket that’s made of felt
808s put the bass all ya nose
my bad that’s sam he act up
around hoes
both pills popped he the one, who else?
raps no fun sell myself, s*x sells
imma go madonna with a little pac
bleach my hair sell my soul and go pop
quit my job imma make a shift
no days off i been on ten
gossip on the tongue hold it all in
say i switch up i be like when

- byemilo lyrics

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