Playlist Freestyle Lyrics

Yeah

Uh, Its Sig

You know the vibes

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Yeah

Look

Check me out uh

I'm just here funk flexing on a playlist

Ain't make the radio but I still got hits

Leaches comin from the blind side but I still see the blitz

How many senses I got, I think I counted six

I'm just here funk flexing on a playlist

Ain't make the radio but I still got hits

Leaches comin from the blind side but I still see the blitz

How many senses I got, I think I counted six

Looking down from the top, you scared to fall down

Headed to city names I can't even pronounce

Ain't hearing me now but they'll always come back around

Ran the world first instead of my own town

Put myself in position to rock the thrown crown

How y'all sounding different when ya got the same sound

This is how it feels to build from the floor ground

Thought they had me finished but I ain't down for the count

Look, let me switch the flow cause I ain't playing no games

All these niggas hit me up tryna run fake campaigns

Manifested everything I currently obtain

Other people got it worse so I can't even complain

Beat crazy, shoutout DreamLife and DJ Pain

All the odds bet against me but I still overcame

Can't keep ya company if all you do is hang around lames

If that's the case stay out the way cause you one of the same

I'm just here funk flexing on a playlist

Ain't make the radio but I still got hits

Leaches comin from the blind side but I still see the blitz

How many senses I got, I think I counted six

I'm just here funk flexing on a playlist

Ain't make the radio but I still got hits

Leaches comin from the blind side but I still see the blitz

How many senses I got, I think I counted six

On top of my game, nobody coming close

Goin hard like the old Chicago D.Rose

Rather take the 500k than dinner with Hov

Instead of rappin niggas more focused on pics and clothes

Niggas ain't really focused and yes it really shows

How you ain't workin on ya craft but expecting to grow

Am I missing something, if so then I need to know

Usually writing my craziest bars when I'm off the dro

I been laser focused locked in on my mission

All the ones that's hatin is the ones with no ambition

Slave mentality got you stuck in the same conditions

We been through it so much now we think it's a tradition

Hold on let me slow it down cause I be overthinking

Crazy thoughts in my head sometimes I be trippin

Niggas think they fuckin with my raps, you really kiddin

Goin off like this and I'm barely spittin

I'm just here funk flexing on a playlist

Ain't make the radio but I still got hits

Leaches comin from the blind side but I still see the blitz

How many senses I got, I think I counted six

I'm just here funk flexing on a playlist

Ain't make the radio but I still got hits

Leaches comin from the blind side but I still see the blitz

How many senses I got, I think I counted six

Back against the wall, lookin at myself face to face

Tryna outdo myself this the only person that I race

Flows crazy go up to catch em, somewhere from outta space

Dignity in the rap game I entered it with grace

Double lapped you boys you need to go and pick up the pace

Flows fire but I always keep the stonecold face

Restore tha feelin so it's me you need to go and embrace

My favorite quote "still sleepin on me" but I always keep faith

Damn I don't even know how I'm so crazy with it

Rappin like the Jersey days bringin out the old fitted

Feelin like the Wale album with the pen I'm so gifted

You niggas dried up and washed like a KFC biscuit

I been tryna spread the word but ya still don't listen

In the kitchen heating up some sweet sweet kitchen

Hope this time they blessed me with OD chicken

Really rappin pride try not to curse to keep it Christian

I'm just here funk flexing on a playlist

Ain't make the radio but I still got hits

Leaches comin from the blind side but I still see the blitz

How many senses I got, I think I counted six

I'm just here funk flexing on a playlist

Ain't make the radio but I still got hits

Leaches comin from the blind side but I still see the blitz

How many senses I got, I think I counted six