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Squeeze (Freestyle)

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Yeah (Ayo AA)

I was told if you fight, you swing first
I was told if you shoot, you squeeze first
Nigga, why would I give you a free verse
When it's fifteen-hundred for my t-shirt?
They remember me broke on the streets hurt
That mean you better give me what I deserve
If I catch him, I'm makin' him bleed first
If I'm missin', I'm hittin' in rebirth
And they always wanna tell me I'm movin' funny
If you wasn't my man, it'd be worse
Like, imagine I'd make you say "Please" first
Like, imagine I'd laugh and say "He's hurt"
Like, imagine I'm livin' and rappin' and talkin' and chattin'
And seein' them fall back
When I met him in person, he's all cap
When he met me, I'm ready for combat
When I met her, she look like a baddie and move like a baddie She thought she was all that
When I fuck, she ain't gettin' a call back
They be fallin' in love with my tall ass
If you owe me, you pay me in all cash
When I see him, it's gettin' me more mad
Wanna kill him, so don't get the bork ass
When I run in your crib, it's a door dash

Yeah, huh, look, huh, I been a mess
I hear them hatin' and talkin' and whisperin' and washin'
And mumblin' under they breath
Huh (Huh) , yeah, look, hm, yeah, they be obsessed
They keep on wonderin' how I keep winnin'
But they already know that I'm one of the best

He already know he gettin' one in his chest
He already know that it's none of me left
Them niggas say I can't do it, they counted me losin'
But they never come with a bet
Them niggas say they get money
They say they be workin', but they never dumped on a track
Boy when you come to me, come with respect
I'm not gon' accept nothin' less
Yeah, nigga, go put your money where your mouth is
Nigga, I put my money where my clout is
I put my gun where my spouse live
And I'm goin' dummy every outfit
You either love me or leave me alone
Costa Migo help me get in the zone
Nigga still trappin' and flippin' the phones
Nigga still clappin' and grippin' the chrome, huh

Yeah, huh, look, huh, I been a mess
I hear them hatin' and talkin' and whisperin' and washin'
And mumblin' under they breath
Huh (Huh) , yeah, look, hm, yeah, they be obsessed
They keep on wonderin' how I keep winnin'
But they already know that I'm one of the best

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