Released on December 9, 2020

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Yeah, yeah, yeah

You know it

Freebirdz

Ooooooooooooo

Ain’t got time to fuck off, if you broke it’s yo fault

We not from the same cloth, bitch I win at all cost

Money in my call log, couple zones that’s small talk

Bitch I stroll with confidence, nigga that’s that cakewalk

All my moves anonymous, I ain’t have no mentor

Always ran my own plays, no coach, huddle or clipboard

Niggas turned they back I just kept running up the scoreboard

Don’t care where you at need my on time like the landlord

I got on my shit with no excuses and I won

All ya actions never match up when them words roll off ya tongue

This that life I love, hustle and come up, put on the gang

Hope you bout it niggas dying living life’s they tryna claim

Bitch I’m cold as A/C in the county, no love for no coward

Crib a lil cloudy, gas’ll have you meet the higher power

All my shoppers V.I.P. if you ain’t greeted you ain’t served

Say my prayers daily, thank God for my plug and for this work

Nigga, I just got a deal on some plates I’m tryna get off

A couple plates, box taped, ready to ship off

Working everyday until I’m rich I’m tryna get off

Ain’t no clocking out, trapping ‘til the sun come out

Down to the last couple zips I’m tryna get off

A couple Z’s left on me don’t sleep on me

You might get finessed no disrespect I’m tryna get off

Finessing me? You got two but paid for three

Duval County baby!

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

You know it!

Ends bitch, I need my ends bitch, until the end

It ain’t business, I got no interest, I won’t pretend

Take a bale and I do division, the cash extend

I can’t front you nothing even if you was a friend

Sending text about some prices, wrong number, you a snitch

See you live on IG with ya pack you ain’t legit

I can’t match you blunt for blunt yo shit don’t smoke how my gas hit

Ain’t got time to fuck off, I been getting work off

Mama know I’m thuggin she just told me make it pay off

I can’t take a day off, disloyal get you laid off

I grind like the playoffs, game seven, winner take all

You niggas different

If I don’t got it I go get it, y’all depend on bitches

All this money to be made, y’all taking intermissions

I prioritize the pay, y’all want the recognition

That’s why this work official

My nigga Nigga, I just got a deal on some plates I’m tryna get off

A couple plates, box taped, ready to ship off

Working everyday until I’m rich I’m tryna get off

Ain’t no clocking out, trapping ‘til the sun come out

Down to the last couple zips I’m tryna get off

A couple Z’s left on me don’t sleep on me

You might get finessed no disrespect I’m tryna get off

Finessing me? You got two but paid for three