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5ive Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Jair
Length: 3:21
Written by: Jair Golden




Jair - 5ive Freestyle Lyrics




First I had did it like niggas had did it before
I ain't even had to flood it the bezel was studded like niggas had lit it before
I could smell it's a set up I said I'll be back I had left and pretended to go
I saw'em making the call & what happen next my vision get blurry a little
I Learned them tricks from serial killers
Shawty was there from the bottom let's get'em we got'em then clean the interior wit ha
6th grade going dummy rapping over pizza in the cafeteria wit it
Graduated getting money outta town shows niggas see I'm serious wit it
Drove together niggas rode together I get in it now and started tearing up in it
That was the Brodie that shit was craze
Dirty diamonds I had start wit him
It was hard to see my nigga catching waves When I know the wave shoulda start wit him
Shoutout to fae that was up the road nigga Shot up the play that was up the road
Can't really say I can trust the code you know
Something come whenever something goes
Music king and it wasn't goals
I had Made a channel sold a couple clothes
Back in April had a couple shows
Till a Car had hit me sent me up the road
Pop a wheelie on the gsxr nodding at the bitches like it something up in my nose
Shorts on Sandles open toes
Nigga how tf you in stunt in those?

Pull up bumping biggie DaeDae coming wit me she like come alone tell her cool
Catch a nigga lacking suit tie jacket coulda lived but he wouldn't move
Can't deny i had some funny ways f*ck some homie ex's shit just wasn't cool
Dont reply if niggas hella pressed you get double ex'd like it come in two's
Pick it up
Nigga say something spit it up
Only one life
Live it up
Gotta do pac & hit'em up
Bless my fam I came thru slam
I post swipe up they slid
Like got damn the boy shit lit
You know damn well you see it
I'm on a money run i gotta get me some f*ck a lil but want a lot of that
She wanna show me some i sent a picture back me in the mirror in a diamond hat
She ain't no different tho she bringing henny up she gone want a lenciaga hat
I'm out here winning tho I f*ck the city up prolly catch me where Obama at
Niggas is striving
Steady
I'm in the red room riding ready
I put it down like nah to credit
I don't sit down like nah I said it
I coulda stopped a while ago
I said nah and kept going heavy
I said nah and kept going heavy yeah
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First I had did it like niggas had did it before
I ain't even had to flood it the bezel was studded like niggas had lit it before
I could smell it's a set up I said I'll be back I had left and pretended to go
I saw'em making the call & what happen next my vision get blurry a little
I Learned them tricks from serial killers
Shawty was there from the bottom let's get'em we got'em then clean the interior wit ha
6th grade going dummy rapping over pizza in the cafeteria wit it
Graduated getting money outta town shows niggas see I'm serious wit it
Drove together niggas rode together I get in it now and started tearing up in it
That was the Brodie that shit was craze
Dirty diamonds I had start wit him
It was hard to see my nigga catching waves When I know the wave shoulda start wit him
Shoutout to fae that was up the road nigga Shot up the play that was up the road
Can't really say I can trust the code you know
Something come whenever something goes
Music king and it wasn't goals
I had Made a channel sold a couple clothes
Back in April had a couple shows
Till a Car had hit me sent me up the road
Pop a wheelie on the gsxr nodding at the bitches like it something up in my nose
Shorts on Sandles open toes
Nigga how tf you in stunt in those?

Pull up bumping biggie DaeDae coming wit me she like come alone tell her cool
Catch a nigga lacking suit tie jacket coulda lived but he wouldn't move
Can't deny i had some funny ways f*ck some homie ex's shit just wasn't cool
Dont reply if niggas hella pressed you get double ex'd like it come in two's
Pick it up
Nigga say something spit it up
Only one life
Live it up
Gotta do pac & hit'em up
Bless my fam I came thru slam
I post swipe up they slid
Like got damn the boy shit lit
You know damn well you see it
I'm on a money run i gotta get me some f*ck a lil but want a lot of that
She wanna show me some i sent a picture back me in the mirror in a diamond hat
She ain't no different tho she bringing henny up she gone want a lenciaga hat
I'm out here winning tho I f*ck the city up prolly catch me where Obama at
Niggas is striving
Steady
I'm in the red room riding ready
I put it down like nah to credit
I don't sit down like nah I said it
I coulda stopped a while ago
I said nah and kept going heavy
I said nah and kept going heavy yeah
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Writer: Jair Golden
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