Songtexte Party on Freestyle - d4vd Archive

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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

I can't remember the last time that I felt this way
I went to LA for like two weeks
And came back to like half a milli in the bank
I can't remember the last time that I felt this way
Felt this way, felt this way

I done popped a pill, I can't feel my face
I just popped this pill just to kill the pain, uh
I been high on za, might hit the ceiling
I wonder if I'm the only one that feel this way (let's go)

Hop on the truck and I-
Hop on the truck and I skirted off
I beat it up and I- huh, wait
I beat it up and I skirted off
I can't remember the last time
That a young nigga turned the party on
I can't remember the last time
That a young nigga turned the party on

Niggas pull up to the function
And they dissin' me, never heard of y'all
Niggas always wanting something
I got money stacked in my overall
All them niggas gotta back down
I'm not killing one, I'm killing all of y'all
If he want beef, stack it up
'Cause a young nigga just tryna ball

I still remember the days
Up in the coupe switching lanes
700 in the bank, huh
Didn't have a lot of friends
Never wanna go again
I still feel a lot of pain

Cough syrup in LA
Got me higher than a plane
Who be wanna talk the same
Niggas switchin', all the same
Baby wanna get some fame
Getting with me for the fame

Only wanna say my name, get my name out your mouth
Freaky women on the couch, spittin' all up in her mouth (on the couch)
I put money in the crevice
Old school, Thomas Edison

I been takin' a lot of medicine
Take a pill, feel better
Got a shorty and she heaven sent
But I found her on the internet
Schizophrenic with the Benjamins
I just been counting the Benjamins
I'll never pull up, so just stay there

I just pull up and I run with it
I been T'd with the government
I been following the covenant
I will never try to cover it
I'm tapped in with the elements
Do it for the team and the bruddanem'

If I'm running it, I'm runnin' it all
I'm runnin' it all up
Pull up on yo' street
We 50 deep, we shootin' it all up
All, all, shootin' it all up
All, all, shootin' it all up, aye

Hello, quit the essay
I don't condone gang violence
I just woke up and decided to freestyle on something today
So, umm, thank you for listening (yeah)

This is on the archive as you already know
'Cause you're listening to it here
Well thank you for tunning in into the real music
And then we have this, so thank you