4Life Freestyle(On The Radar)

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 Lemme start like this
 Said you niggas is weird and opps is your friend
 How your boyfriend -, but he asked for a feature
 He tried to diss but he making amends, like
 I'ma set shit straight
 Said he 41K, he get sent to the gates
 Straight to the top, not a debate
 They like Jenny so lyrical niggas is late, like
 I'ma tear that boy like I'm a surgeon
 Shorty a baddie, she tell me it's hurting
 And this music is more than just verses
 I'm really on timing, I do it on purpose
 Niggas talking, but that shit is digital
 Fuck with the opps and I can't be a friend of you
 Niggas dirty and they're not original
 Feel like I'm Spike when I'm shooting I'm visual
 Bullets gon' make him invisible
 Don't need a diss, but you fit the subliminal
 Broddie a demon, a criminal
 Sending out shots and this shit is not clinical
 Feeling prolific, I shoot through the fabric
 I'm like Carter, I'm shooting with magic
 Ain't no bottle, but niggas is capping
 You 41K, you get put in the past-tense
 Like wait, like damn
 When I walk in the party, she geeking and tweaking
 I just put shorty down for a drink
 She like Jenny, you know that I'm fiending
 I be watching your vids in a sequence
 I got a heart, and she said I could keep it
 We go back to her shit for the weekend
 But I gotta go, Tata called up a demon
 I'm a demon controllin' the rock
 I can't forget when I stayed on the block
 I was making it hot, it's like everyone shot, like
 Maintenance, I'ma need a mop
 For my brothers, I'm upping the score
 She a demon, she tottin' Dior
 Money the movement, I cannot be poor
 And that boy, he got dropped, he was dropping the four
 Like I'm Nicki, pills and potions
 And I try to ignore my emotions
 Move like I'm Chris, I think everyone hate me
 So my knocker is never on safety
 Hood hero, throwing out six
 And if she is a demon, the knock on her hip
 And I'm humble like the money raised me
 Saw the vision since I was a baby
 Lemme start like this
 Said you niggas is weird and opps is your friend
 How your boyfriend -, but he asked for a feature
 He tried to diss but he making amends, like
 I'ma set shit straight
 Said he 41K, he get sent to the gates
 Straight to the top, not a debate
 They like Jenny so lyrical niggas is late, like
 I'ma tear that boy like I'm a surgeon
 Shorty a baddie, she tell me it's hurting
 And this music is more than just verses
 I'm really on timing, and I do it on purpose
 Niggas talking, but that shit is digital
 Fuck with the opps and I can't be a friend of you
 Niggas dirty and they're not original
 Feel like I'm Spike when I'm shooting I'm visual
 

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Duration
02:47
Key
10
Tempo
141 BPM

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