pxwer - freestyle drive lyrics
[verse 1]
it be the m+th+f+ckin fif’ in your area, tearing up
causing mass hysteria with damagers
emcees, they need bandages, caught me on the cameras
he was brown skinned, nappy beard, holding hammers up
you know me from a young n+gga with the big head
now you catch me with the model b+tches with the big heads
or in the field with them k!llers who be rubbing they nose
puffing a booger, smell that snotty sh+t
all of my clothes moving through hookers
i be flowing like a fetus in her p+ssy
you won’t be born again if you n+ggas try and push me
little n+gga lookеy, i show you how to do this son
i’m still the father, don’t front, cause you need onе, need one
[intermission: lebanese ether + “pxwer”]
5th pxwer
still the father
that’s a reference to father $ha, right?
“yeah, yeah”
still the father m+th+f+cka even if he goes by fifth pxwer right now
you wanna switch it up?
“yeah”
or you wanna stick with that beat?
“uh huh, let’s see what we got here”
+instrumental changes+
“this a soul sample, this better be hard”
wait till it drops
“aight bet”
f+ck with this one?
“mhm”
aight
“d+mn, turn that sh+t up”
freestyle drive featuring 5th pxwer
[verse 2]
yeezy stepping blocks with the strings loose
i’m never tripping, this what p do
visions of cream coupes, clean cut in the mean suit
off+white hoodie just match the jeep with no roof
you n+ggas is p+wns, i’m king duke to whoever you bring through
that n+gga 5th got fat b+tches who sing too
i’m over your head, like snipers aiming from three roofs
my dog pack a pound, he gon’ bark if you bite fool, that’s life fool
since a baby, mom and dad had raised me, yeah they schooled me well
college made me pick up the pen, i started raising h+ll
tried to be flacko, tried to be kendrick, but they wasn’t $ha
had to revamp, get my own sound and put my faith in god
before i lay my head to sleep, pray he keep me from the weak
never die before i wake, i came here from the pearly gates
amen to all who praise him
who made the sun shine, who we all put faith in
it’s fif’
[intermission 2: lebanese ether + “pxwer”]
it’s fif’
yeah
“n+gga, hol’ up”
no doubt
fifth pxwer, 2nd generation wu
“aye”
yeah yeah
freestyle drive
“uh”
“this sh+t hard, aye”
my man jabbar on the beats
“ay i’m bout to freestyle off the top, hold on”
let’s do it haha
ay
ay
[verse 3]
i said
freestyle drive, yeah we get live
my name 5th pxwer, like to get high
smoke that good, wish that you could take a hit of this
smack you b+tch, i wish you would
i said, i wish a b+tch would
jump up on the wood mmm, ride the stick cause she could
ah
spit it off the top
lil n+gga get put in the box, you some cereal food
lunch boy
feed you a punch boy
[intermission 3: lebanese ether + “pxwer”]
+laughs+
oh sh+t
hold up
i like this beat
ayyyyy”
“hold up some of this crack”
“that beat is hard”
right off the dome
“that beat is hard”
+instrumental restarts+
“whooooooo”
about to get em off the top
“off the top one more time”
freestyle drive
“ay, yeah shout out+what’s his name again?”
this jabbar right here
“yo shout out jabbar from chicago man”
“aye hol’ up, i’ll drop my lil dusty sh+t
aight
“let’s get it”
[verse 4]
said
your b+tch call me on the iphone
told her leave her mom home
come through, see my boo
+mumbles+ nah f+ck that hold up
lemme see what i got here
that n+gga look real weird
and n+ggas look real scared
get that sh+t outta here
the police lurking too
i told em “f+ck one and two”
f+ck 12, yeah i raise h+ll
if i go to jail, don’t raise bail
don’t let me out, cause i come to your house
kick up in the door, smack you in your mouth leave you on your couch
oooooo
make you run all your sh+t
ooo
might, spit on ya chick, spit on ya kid
might take all ya chicks, get in they ribs
ay
i don’t eat ribs, that’s the swine
lil n+gga i am divine, being
i’m living true, you know you see him
it’s fif’, i be sliding with your bm in the bim’
or g+e+e+p
go listen to p.e.e.p
oh
ah
that’s that old sh+t
it’s my old flip, you got my old b+tch
so sick
+laughs+
you know this
ay, freestyle drive
i’m with my mans, yeah i said we live
check this, i wreck this
eat your breakfast, $ha; i get reckless
[outro: lebanese ether + “pxwer”]
“yeaaaaah”
“oh man, yeah”
“i f+ck with this, yeah”
yo we’ll give it to you
+laughs+
we gon’ send you, we gon’ send you this beat
“yessssirrrrrr oh man”
5th pxwer, freestyle drive
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