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Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Hazo5k
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Haaziq Barksdale
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Hazo5k - Freestyle Lyrics




Mr. Outkast, is that you
Nigga, is you back
Is you back again
5K, you're a rockstar

I'm Clark Kent, yeah I'm feeling just so invincible
If you steal from your brothers, you breaking principle
How low can you go
We playing limbo

Of course I'm letting it off, yeah for my kinfolk
I keep on rapping this shit, I'm on the radio
My mama said I won't make it, but now she play me though
This bitch tryna f*ck, thinking I would pay the hoe

Why would I pay the hoe, if I could just replace the hoe
I really do the best, no we not in the same lane
We moving unisex, my brothers got the same aim
Was always true to this, I gotta come and change the game

Was never new to this, I know the money come with fame
Money come with fame
Money come with power
Rapping come with beats the beats I'm gone devour
Everyday I get 24 money hours

You niggas broke and I'm just taking money showers
How long you been counting that money there bro
Like an hour
I like my bitches like my sauce, sweet and sour

I put my red cap on, I'm having powers
I gotta go and save that princess out of tower
I feel like Batman, go and beat you up if you look at me wrong
Bruce Wayne, drop a dollar on your head to get you gone

Tony Stark, I hit him so damn hard I knocked his glasses off
Kobe Bryant, nigga I would never ever pass the ball
And we fight them throwing elbows, like I'm playing jail ball
Shout out to my mama, I be trying not to fail y'all

I got a really big heart, super frail y'all
Work so white, you would think I'm selling pale dogs
I'm getting older, my heart colder, I'm staying focused
Mind blowing, my heart racing, I'm in the moment

I get a first place prize, I let my mama hold it
I never bend, I never break, we never folding
I gotta get a house with a maid, she clothes folding
I never change a fighting day or postponing

I cannot buy a rented car, I gotta own it
I really step to anyone who my opponent
I got the blackout rims, big body whip
I like the big body and a slim body bitch

I do the shit that everybody cannot get with
That's the reason why everybody not rich
I'm on a path to the top, not finna trip
Even when I'm hungry, I'm still stacking chips

I feel like Ms. Frizzle cause I got a magic whip
You got piss on your lip from that dick sucking shit
Mr. OutKast, back at it again
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English

Mr. Outkast, is that you
Nigga, is you back
Is you back again
5K, you're a rockstar

I'm Clark Kent, yeah I'm feeling just so invincible
If you steal from your brothers, you breaking principle
How low can you go
We playing limbo

Of course I'm letting it off, yeah for my kinfolk
I keep on rapping this shit, I'm on the radio
My mama said I won't make it, but now she play me though
This bitch tryna f*ck, thinking I would pay the hoe

Why would I pay the hoe, if I could just replace the hoe
I really do the best, no we not in the same lane
We moving unisex, my brothers got the same aim
Was always true to this, I gotta come and change the game

Was never new to this, I know the money come with fame
Money come with fame
Money come with power
Rapping come with beats the beats I'm gone devour
Everyday I get 24 money hours

You niggas broke and I'm just taking money showers
How long you been counting that money there bro
Like an hour
I like my bitches like my sauce, sweet and sour

I put my red cap on, I'm having powers
I gotta go and save that princess out of tower
I feel like Batman, go and beat you up if you look at me wrong
Bruce Wayne, drop a dollar on your head to get you gone

Tony Stark, I hit him so damn hard I knocked his glasses off
Kobe Bryant, nigga I would never ever pass the ball
And we fight them throwing elbows, like I'm playing jail ball
Shout out to my mama, I be trying not to fail y'all

I got a really big heart, super frail y'all
Work so white, you would think I'm selling pale dogs
I'm getting older, my heart colder, I'm staying focused
Mind blowing, my heart racing, I'm in the moment

I get a first place prize, I let my mama hold it
I never bend, I never break, we never folding
I gotta get a house with a maid, she clothes folding
I never change a fighting day or postponing

I cannot buy a rented car, I gotta own it
I really step to anyone who my opponent
I got the blackout rims, big body whip
I like the big body and a slim body bitch

I do the shit that everybody cannot get with
That's the reason why everybody not rich
I'm on a path to the top, not finna trip
Even when I'm hungry, I'm still stacking chips

I feel like Ms. Frizzle cause I got a magic whip
You got piss on your lip from that dick sucking shit
Mr. OutKast, back at it again
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Writer: Haaziq Barksdale
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