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Jlyte X Maso "Freestlye" Video (MV)




Performed By: Jlyte the Producer
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Joseph Wilson, Mason Moody




Jlyte the Producer - Jlyte X Maso "Freestlye" Lyrics




Imma push up thru the mix
Blow a bag on sum kicks
Niggas hating politics
They just talking that shit

Runnin round the clique
Ballin like im off the bench
Like i play for the knicks
Got the water faucet drip

I just be rockin the fit
Off white wit the drip
Blue aint no crip
Shawty smell like some fish

Imma still go hit
Imma still just spit
I done came out the mix
So dont ask for no pics

But you know i stay cool these niggas wanna know my next move
Wonder how i got the jewels im packin the pistol you dont gotta Move
Cookin shit like barbeque I got da plate w the food
I just win i never lose if u got problems talk to my dudes

I always be rappin
These niggas hate they big cappin
I am the captain
If u talk shit u get hit with the rachet

If u reachin imma splash it
That shawty wet imma tap it
On ig w the captions
Young nigga got the fashion

Life so confusing
Just tryna graduate just to make music
Gun to my head nigga why you so ruthless
Bout to be 20 not tryna be roofless
Why does it feel like I always be loosing
Hurting a lot, look at these bruises
No one around me to ask how I'm doing
I got a ticket I always be zoomin
Jlyte the producer your speakers be boomin
I really be juicing
I really be coolin
Yes I drive a stick but I really be cruising
She all on my line but she really be boostin
Hol up lil shawty aye how is you doing
I want the spotlight on me
I want your eyes all on me
Give me the key to your heart
I'ma go drive to the beach
Baby just listen to me
I know you loving this beat
I made this beat by myself
I never had a real team
Diamonds they dancing on me
All you see on me is green
Baby you like when I dream
Taste good whip cream
Shawty she got her some dairy
Apple pie blueberry
She really like my cologne
Fruit berry pink jelly
I'm really dreaming a dream
Maso and money and me
We really get to the bag
Designer be dripping on me
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Imma push up thru the mix
Blow a bag on sum kicks
Niggas hating politics
They just talking that shit

Runnin round the clique
Ballin like im off the bench
Like i play for the knicks
Got the water faucet drip

I just be rockin the fit
Off white wit the drip
Blue aint no crip
Shawty smell like some fish

Imma still go hit
Imma still just spit
I done came out the mix
So dont ask for no pics

But you know i stay cool these niggas wanna know my next move
Wonder how i got the jewels im packin the pistol you dont gotta Move
Cookin shit like barbeque I got da plate w the food
I just win i never lose if u got problems talk to my dudes

I always be rappin
These niggas hate they big cappin
I am the captain
If u talk shit u get hit with the rachet

If u reachin imma splash it
That shawty wet imma tap it
On ig w the captions
Young nigga got the fashion

Life so confusing
Just tryna graduate just to make music
Gun to my head nigga why you so ruthless
Bout to be 20 not tryna be roofless
Why does it feel like I always be loosing
Hurting a lot, look at these bruises
No one around me to ask how I'm doing
I got a ticket I always be zoomin
Jlyte the producer your speakers be boomin
I really be juicing
I really be coolin
Yes I drive a stick but I really be cruising
She all on my line but she really be boostin
Hol up lil shawty aye how is you doing
I want the spotlight on me
I want your eyes all on me
Give me the key to your heart
I'ma go drive to the beach
Baby just listen to me
I know you loving this beat
I made this beat by myself
I never had a real team
Diamonds they dancing on me
All you see on me is green
Baby you like when I dream
Taste good whip cream
Shawty she got her some dairy
Apple pie blueberry
She really like my cologne
Fruit berry pink jelly
I'm really dreaming a dream
Maso and money and me
We really get to the bag
Designer be dripping on me
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Writer: Joseph Wilson, Mason Moody
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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