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Týr - FR33STYL3 Lyrics



Týr - FR33STYL3 Lyrics
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Got a wallet with blues in it looks like a village of Smurfs
Lot of people say they hard but they be softer than bullets from Nerf
Two chains lookin' like a ocean if you wanna come and take a surf
Rest assured that I stay alert of the people that ain't down to Earth
I do not like that
I take the mic back
I don't wanna hear what you're going to say
If you ain't on the right path
Like you're dyslexic with directions
Don't know which way right and left
So you getting left bitch
I got glasses that are worth more than your f*ckin' necklace
If I were to cut your head off your head would be neckless
No need to be morbid ain't no corpses just don't test this
This shit's surprising it left you breathless
Freshest in the game they talkin' shit give them a breath mint now check this
I am the product of all of the BS around me it's always surrounding
They try to sleep on me that do not weaken me I know they just haven't found me
Found the real me taking over the scenery
Cause of hard work so you know I ain't loungin
Well maybe a little bit
But that's only right after I've broken my limits
I'm too smooth with it
When I look around everyone looking so rigid
Funny how people be so green look like the cringe from Christmas
No one tell me how I live I create it my creation
Gains and money only thing on my mind how I got time for relations
Floating in space but I ain't in orbit
Run up a check and then write down my endorsement
She said do you want some cashback I said yes of course bitch
I ain't changing for nobody can't be called conformist
Keep getting bigger little ants can't swarm me
Don't need a heads up do it without warning
Spit some heat right when you least expect it round the world that's global warming
While I'm touring or snoring
As long as it ain't boring
At this point only unforgettable stories don't bore me
Type of shit that I do one night then instantly remember in the morning
Aye hop in the whip and I'm flooring it
Text message from a bitch that I don't even know you know I'm ignoring it
If we talking about them instruments I play the drums the f*ck's an accordion
F*ck all that you ain't interested in this let me tell you a story then
One day the white boy wants a rap and nobody thought he could do it
Told himself that he's afraid of criticism people thinking he's stupid
Had to disregard all his thoughts cause he love the rap game like Cupid
And now he's out here and he's making his own movement
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
Alright so for anyone of you that doubted me
Just keep doubting
That's my motivation right there
That's what's up
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Got a wallet with blues in it looks like a village of Smurfs
Lot of people say they hard but they be softer than bullets from Nerf
Two chains lookin' like a ocean if you wanna come and take a surf
Rest assured that I stay alert of the people that ain't down to Earth
I do not like that
I take the mic back
I don't wanna hear what you're going to say
If you ain't on the right path
Like you're dyslexic with directions
Don't know which way right and left
So you getting left bitch
I got glasses that are worth more than your f*ckin' necklace
If I were to cut your head off your head would be neckless
No need to be morbid ain't no corpses just don't test this
This shit's surprising it left you breathless
Freshest in the game they talkin' shit give them a breath mint now check this
I am the product of all of the BS around me it's always surrounding
They try to sleep on me that do not weaken me I know they just haven't found me
Found the real me taking over the scenery
Cause of hard work so you know I ain't loungin
Well maybe a little bit
But that's only right after I've broken my limits
I'm too smooth with it
When I look around everyone looking so rigid
Funny how people be so green look like the cringe from Christmas
No one tell me how I live I create it my creation
Gains and money only thing on my mind how I got time for relations
Floating in space but I ain't in orbit
Run up a check and then write down my endorsement
She said do you want some cashback I said yes of course bitch
I ain't changing for nobody can't be called conformist
Keep getting bigger little ants can't swarm me
Don't need a heads up do it without warning
Spit some heat right when you least expect it round the world that's global warming
While I'm touring or snoring
As long as it ain't boring
At this point only unforgettable stories don't bore me
Type of shit that I do one night then instantly remember in the morning
Aye hop in the whip and I'm flooring it
Text message from a bitch that I don't even know you know I'm ignoring it
If we talking about them instruments I play the drums the f*ck's an accordion
F*ck all that you ain't interested in this let me tell you a story then
One day the white boy wants a rap and nobody thought he could do it
Told himself that he's afraid of criticism people thinking he's stupid
Had to disregard all his thoughts cause he love the rap game like Cupid
And now he's out here and he's making his own movement
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
Alright so for anyone of you that doubted me
Just keep doubting
That's my motivation right there
That's what's up
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Writer: Tyler Rogers
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Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Tyler Rogers

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