"Free Hand" lyrics
Yeah, I'm proof of what you putting in the work do, yeah
Give my truth, soul barer than my birth suit, yeah
All these tough guys, brother, who hurt you? Yeah
Drop the beat, I be on that bitch like perfume, yeah
Vroom-vroom, no friends in this business
I was raised on the Js till my ass got Taylor-Swifted
I been wicked, pen licensed to kill it
Let a goon talk shit, bet his missus blow me kisses
And that's just how it is, fuck waiting for props
Not saying I'm the best, not saying I'm not
I'm not taking a shot, those shots taking themselves
I'm not giving a F, I'm not taking a L, nah
All I hear is fucking talk, at least your mouth works
Stop talking like you balling, buy a house first
A minutes silence for your ass, it couldn't sound worse
Hype easy, show me how you handle downturns, yeah
All you motherfuckers only in it for regram
Yap-yap-yap, get back to me when you rebrand
On that John Lennon, let it be what it gon' be, fam
One hand on my drink, saying fuck you with my free hand
All you motherfuckers only in it for the regram
Yap-yap-yap, get back to me when you rebrand
On that John Lennon, let it be what it gon' be, fam
One hand on your girl, saying fuck you with my free hand
Hi haters, hope you choke on your cup
I'm thankful for the love I got, but don't get enough
Every year for ten years, I was told I was done
Guess this is what it sound like when you don't give a fuck
I be like, nah, brother, they trying, but they can't budge him
Fuck around I'll whip the ass off 'em
Leave y'all to it, keep it moving, I don't come around these parts often
Man, my wins got these sober haters barhopping
So drink up, one shot, two shot, three shot
I'm so litty, y'all still feel me when the beat stop
Right between the pieces of your broken heart, that's my sweet spot
Can't really be topped
Reassess your life
Only make yourself feel worse, put it next to mine, for real
I be the first, last, next line, you could never empathise
Middle finger to the sky, winning goal extra time, wah
All you motherfuckers only in it for regram
Yap-yap-yap, get back to me when you rebrand
On that John Lennon, let it be what it gon' be, fam
One hand on my drink, saying fuck you with my free hand
All you motherfuckers only in it for the regram
Yap-yap-yap, get back to me when you rebrand
On that John Lennon, let it be what it gon' be, fam
One hand on your girl, saying fuck you with my free hand
I don't have no time for those games
I don't clap back, I'm on a wave
Way too focused, man
With a mic in my right, peace sign with my free hand
I don't have no time for those games
I don't clap back, I'm on a wave
Way too focused, man
With a mic in my right, peace sign with my free hand, yeah
Give my truth, soul barer than my birth suit, yeah
All these tough guys, brother, who hurt you? Yeah
Drop the beat, I be on that bitch like perfume, yeah
Vroom-vroom, no friends in this business
I was raised on the Js till my ass got Taylor-Swifted
I been wicked, pen licensed to kill it
Let a goon talk shit, bet his missus blow me kisses
And that's just how it is, fuck waiting for props
Not saying I'm the best, not saying I'm not
I'm not taking a shot, those shots taking themselves
I'm not giving a F, I'm not taking a L, nah
All I hear is fucking talk, at least your mouth works
Stop talking like you balling, buy a house first
A minutes silence for your ass, it couldn't sound worse
Hype easy, show me how you handle downturns, yeah
All you motherfuckers only in it for regram
Yap-yap-yap, get back to me when you rebrand
On that John Lennon, let it be what it gon' be, fam
One hand on my drink, saying fuck you with my free hand
All you motherfuckers only in it for the regram
Yap-yap-yap, get back to me when you rebrand
On that John Lennon, let it be what it gon' be, fam
One hand on your girl, saying fuck you with my free hand
Hi haters, hope you choke on your cup
I'm thankful for the love I got, but don't get enough
Every year for ten years, I was told I was done
Guess this is what it sound like when you don't give a fuck
I be like, nah, brother, they trying, but they can't budge him
Fuck around I'll whip the ass off 'em
Leave y'all to it, keep it moving, I don't come around these parts often
Man, my wins got these sober haters barhopping
So drink up, one shot, two shot, three shot
I'm so litty, y'all still feel me when the beat stop
Right between the pieces of your broken heart, that's my sweet spot
Can't really be topped
Reassess your life
Only make yourself feel worse, put it next to mine, for real
I be the first, last, next line, you could never empathise
Middle finger to the sky, winning goal extra time, wah
All you motherfuckers only in it for regram
Yap-yap-yap, get back to me when you rebrand
On that John Lennon, let it be what it gon' be, fam
One hand on my drink, saying fuck you with my free hand
All you motherfuckers only in it for the regram
Yap-yap-yap, get back to me when you rebrand
On that John Lennon, let it be what it gon' be, fam
One hand on your girl, saying fuck you with my free hand
I don't have no time for those games
I don't clap back, I'm on a wave
Way too focused, man
With a mic in my right, peace sign with my free hand
I don't have no time for those games
I don't clap back, I'm on a wave
Way too focused, man
With a mic in my right, peace sign with my free hand, yeah
