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Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Quisi Laflare
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Marquis Alexander




Quisi Laflare - Freestyle Lyrics




I got on my own shit, I don't wait nobody else clothes
I'ma take my own path, I can't go where everyone else goes
Realest nigga you know, Baby girl everyone else hoes
I'm calling that bitch my sis, But really I'm just her step
Bro, they begging to spill my secrets
Number one rule, you should know that a chef won't
Time to clean out my office, Walking inside you'll see my desk gone
Try to lock in wit one bitch, I'ma be faithful and leave the rest alone
You already got one warning, If you get one more you take it gone

We had a talk, I left, you swear you're right, But you're dead wrong
F*ck this hoe all night, I'm like God damn, baby your bed strong
I snatched her brain, her head gone, her message, yes I read wrong
Tall bitch, yes her legs long, no kids can't have no stepson
If they catchin' z's, on lil' Quis, Hope they die in their sleep
She like damn this bass hit hard as f*ck, Baby I make this beat, get to a win
My only option, no I'm not taking defeat, Winner's sit I'll be taking the seat
She go to church, she be praying for me

They know my voice and they pay when it's me
Club get a bag and they pay me a piece, I move the crowd and they pay me to preach
Niggas be rats and they pay the police, You having problems I made it with ease
Her attitude is what's making me leave, Trust when I'm blow, be taking the team
F*ck what you say, you ain't taking a thing
Niggas window shop, Knowing they ain't tryna cop shit, I don't trust most niggas
They be pigs, on that cop shit, Bitch f*ck 12 f*ck cops, bitch f*ck 12 f*ck cops, shit
I had a broken leg, I was still turnt up in that mosh pit

I got the game in a, I need a locksmith, Been feeling pain since 10
My attitude stink, I been through a lot of shit, Been around broke ass bitches
I already know that's the thing that got me sick, Tryna see through my eyes
Couldn't even do that shit with an oculus, Go ahead and shoot your shot
Got on my glasses to watch you miss, I need a yellow watch
They better drop my rocks in piss, She'll never let me walk, she got the wap
And they got some grip, I got some manners, baby, you served me good
And you getting a tip

Here's the first tip, take your money and save it
Bitches be gazy and borderline crazy, I'm from the falls, I'ma borderline baby
Worry about yourself, not the motion I'm making
Not the bread hero, it's so hard to save it, Broke not the issue, you niggas is lazy
I told them sorry, they never forgave me, I ran up my stats and they still tryna trade me
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English

I got on my own shit, I don't wait nobody else clothes
I'ma take my own path, I can't go where everyone else goes
Realest nigga you know, Baby girl everyone else hoes
I'm calling that bitch my sis, But really I'm just her step
Bro, they begging to spill my secrets
Number one rule, you should know that a chef won't
Time to clean out my office, Walking inside you'll see my desk gone
Try to lock in wit one bitch, I'ma be faithful and leave the rest alone
You already got one warning, If you get one more you take it gone

We had a talk, I left, you swear you're right, But you're dead wrong
F*ck this hoe all night, I'm like God damn, baby your bed strong
I snatched her brain, her head gone, her message, yes I read wrong
Tall bitch, yes her legs long, no kids can't have no stepson
If they catchin' z's, on lil' Quis, Hope they die in their sleep
She like damn this bass hit hard as f*ck, Baby I make this beat, get to a win
My only option, no I'm not taking defeat, Winner's sit I'll be taking the seat
She go to church, she be praying for me

They know my voice and they pay when it's me
Club get a bag and they pay me a piece, I move the crowd and they pay me to preach
Niggas be rats and they pay the police, You having problems I made it with ease
Her attitude is what's making me leave, Trust when I'm blow, be taking the team
F*ck what you say, you ain't taking a thing
Niggas window shop, Knowing they ain't tryna cop shit, I don't trust most niggas
They be pigs, on that cop shit, Bitch f*ck 12 f*ck cops, bitch f*ck 12 f*ck cops, shit
I had a broken leg, I was still turnt up in that mosh pit

I got the game in a, I need a locksmith, Been feeling pain since 10
My attitude stink, I been through a lot of shit, Been around broke ass bitches
I already know that's the thing that got me sick, Tryna see through my eyes
Couldn't even do that shit with an oculus, Go ahead and shoot your shot
Got on my glasses to watch you miss, I need a yellow watch
They better drop my rocks in piss, She'll never let me walk, she got the wap
And they got some grip, I got some manners, baby, you served me good
And you getting a tip

Here's the first tip, take your money and save it
Bitches be gazy and borderline crazy, I'm from the falls, I'ma borderline baby
Worry about yourself, not the motion I'm making
Not the bread hero, it's so hard to save it, Broke not the issue, you niggas is lazy
I told them sorry, they never forgave me, I ran up my stats and they still tryna trade me
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Writer: Marquis Alexander
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