"XXL Freshman 2025 - Eem Triplin Freestyle" lyrics
I said I done came a long way
Five beats a day for five years like I'm Kanye
Searching for my lover, trying to find me a fiancé
To cook me oxtails and jerk chicken every Sunday
That'll happen someday
Jamaican mommy talkin' to me proper with the Patois
Good home for my good mother, she beyond straight
Told me just to always watch my back
'Cause niggas will steal your shit and help you find out where it's at
That's a fact, every day, some new shit
Rap niggas sayin' I stole his flow or some more shit
But couldn't make another hit, still never trust a bitch
'Cause I been wreckin' so many homes, my good karma runnin' thinner and thin
I know I fucked up a lot
I was young and doin' shit just for the plot
I sit alone in my head with the thought
Always wonder how the fuck I made it far
Regardless of where I am, I still remain who I are, ah
I'm still flexed up, rich as a suburban white dad
Spent twenty-five cash on some shit you never had
With a bitch so bad, with no BBL ass
She's so pretty, hoes get jealous when she pass
It's money hitting different, I ain't grow up with the bag
Had to rock the fake J's to the school, shit was ass
I'm still working hard, I've been grinding like my dad (Haha)
I've been grinding like my dad did
Grinding like my dad did
Five beats a day for five years like I'm Kanye
Searching for my lover, trying to find me a fiancé
To cook me oxtails and jerk chicken every Sunday
That'll happen someday
Jamaican mommy talkin' to me proper with the Patois
Good home for my good mother, she beyond straight
Told me just to always watch my back
'Cause niggas will steal your shit and help you find out where it's at
That's a fact, every day, some new shit
Rap niggas sayin' I stole his flow or some more shit
But couldn't make another hit, still never trust a bitch
'Cause I been wreckin' so many homes, my good karma runnin' thinner and thin
I know I fucked up a lot
I was young and doin' shit just for the plot
I sit alone in my head with the thought
Always wonder how the fuck I made it far
Regardless of where I am, I still remain who I are, ah
I'm still flexed up, rich as a suburban white dad
Spent twenty-five cash on some shit you never had
With a bitch so bad, with no BBL ass
She's so pretty, hoes get jealous when she pass
It's money hitting different, I ain't grow up with the bag
Had to rock the fake J's to the school, shit was ass
I'm still working hard, I've been grinding like my dad (Haha)
I've been grinding like my dad did
Grinding like my dad did
