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Vyrtageous - Freshestmanalive Lyrics



Vyrtageous - Freshestmanalive Lyrics




Freshest man alive, yea
Freshest man alive

I'm the freshest on the fly
See your fresh is out of time
No, my fresh is not a lie
So get off my grind, you see
Shinin' like a dime, that's me
Sorta like a shrine, bless me
When I hold the sign, pay me
When I be walkin', they be lookin', like they frozen in time
They be talkin', hear those whispers, say that chosen divine
I be shockin', booty dropping, from my presence aside
Body rockin', never stoppin', I'm controllin' the vibe
My wrist be glistenin', aim for the sun, my world's on cloud nine
This fresh conditionin', it's just begun, I'm glowing world-wide
No repositionin', ahead of the game, no worries I'm fine
I'm somethin' interesting, alone in my flame, lookin' through my timeline
This go on day and night
You think I'm playin' right?
Your style a pillow fight
My fresh your kryptonite
I'll quench your appetite
No doubt, I'll catch the light
I'm bright as acolytes
Bet I'm still fresh in the afterlife

I'm the freshest man alive, yea, yea
The freshest man alive, yea, yea
Stayin' freshest all the time, I'll be fresh until I die
I'm the freshest man alive, yea, yea

That's 10k on my wrist
I'm a pain Bengay cannot fix
Call me the sensei of fresh shit
Bet that my rent paid, address this
Bitch, that's 80 racks on my necklace
I'm sittin' high on that guest list
A plus fresh, bet my test wins
Like, say what? That's yo set list?
Homie there's the exit, take your lame crew and just leave
I'm killin' y'all, homie just grieve
Hoes thirsty like soda machines
'Sace coat, Yeezy kicks, with Supreme on all my dick
I'm the king of all'a this shit, LV wallet, man f*ck your damn clip
F*ck ya damn bitch, in the back'a my whip
Only them tens ever gettin' this dick
I don't know them, who the heck is your clique?
I don't got friends, too fresh for them kids
Bitch I'm flier than pilots, pelicans, UFOs
If you colder than I is, then you pro'lly be froze
Bet my weed don't be quiet, it be yellin', suppose
If I want it, I buy it, I ain't sellin' it though
Add new meaning to the word "swag"
I'm way too fresh to curve that
Question me, it's dirtnaps
Lil' homie, you gon' learn that
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Freshest man alive, yea
Freshest man alive

I'm the freshest on the fly
See your fresh is out of time
No, my fresh is not a lie
So get off my grind, you see
Shinin' like a dime, that's me
Sorta like a shrine, bless me
When I hold the sign, pay me
When I be walkin', they be lookin', like they frozen in time
They be talkin', hear those whispers, say that chosen divine
I be shockin', booty dropping, from my presence aside
Body rockin', never stoppin', I'm controllin' the vibe
My wrist be glistenin', aim for the sun, my world's on cloud nine
This fresh conditionin', it's just begun, I'm glowing world-wide
No repositionin', ahead of the game, no worries I'm fine
I'm somethin' interesting, alone in my flame, lookin' through my timeline
This go on day and night
You think I'm playin' right?
Your style a pillow fight
My fresh your kryptonite
I'll quench your appetite
No doubt, I'll catch the light
I'm bright as acolytes
Bet I'm still fresh in the afterlife

I'm the freshest man alive, yea, yea
The freshest man alive, yea, yea
Stayin' freshest all the time, I'll be fresh until I die
I'm the freshest man alive, yea, yea

That's 10k on my wrist
I'm a pain Bengay cannot fix
Call me the sensei of fresh shit
Bet that my rent paid, address this
Bitch, that's 80 racks on my necklace
I'm sittin' high on that guest list
A plus fresh, bet my test wins
Like, say what? That's yo set list?
Homie there's the exit, take your lame crew and just leave
I'm killin' y'all, homie just grieve
Hoes thirsty like soda machines
'Sace coat, Yeezy kicks, with Supreme on all my dick
I'm the king of all'a this shit, LV wallet, man f*ck your damn clip
F*ck ya damn bitch, in the back'a my whip
Only them tens ever gettin' this dick
I don't know them, who the heck is your clique?
I don't got friends, too fresh for them kids
Bitch I'm flier than pilots, pelicans, UFOs
If you colder than I is, then you pro'lly be froze
Bet my weed don't be quiet, it be yellin', suppose
If I want it, I buy it, I ain't sellin' it though
Add new meaning to the word "swag"
I'm way too fresh to curve that
Question me, it's dirtnaps
Lil' homie, you gon' learn that
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Writer: Vyrtageous
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