P.T.S Freestyle Lyrics

Nah I'm saying real spinner born sinner

God forgives doe

I don't

Uh skrrrrrr

I guess I'm tired of chasing love I guess I'm tired

Of running it's crazy we was locked in I guess

I tried for nothing you still gon call me when you

Need it cause you not tired of cummin

I had to close dat back door bitch you not

Tired of fronting They told me aim for the stars

You ain't think I'd make it this far

You ain't see a star you ain't think I'd

Turn up like this you know who you are

Do it for my people that's gone ima take it far

You ain't know that pain could make a star

Pain could make a star what you know bout

Riding wit dat blick adjacent in the car

Give no fucks about no credit score

I might be rich tomorrow

I been shining out my element

Might go buy Audemars

Ian worried bout the goblins

Or the goons cause we the robbers

We got tools if a nigga try he die

Now his whole family on the news

And I be acting stupid tryna see who

Play the fool and I was winning in these

Streets now I'm losing who knew

Let it breathe ooouuuu

Long live Sunny ooouuu

Oouuu long live Rio

Long live Drip Long Live Sebio

Free Damo

I lost some niggas to the streets

Ian never duckin beef I got my fye

We both can die just drop the low

Let's grill the meat that nigga died

A fuckin honey bun thought shit was sweet

You gon lose em how you get em so a hoe

I never keep and free lala yeah lala

Free the real ones out dat jam they never cried

I be getting sky high, yeah sky high woah

I can't sleep I'm seeing niggas we sent goodbye

Just don't tell me that you understand

Just don't tell me that you understand how I feel

You can't understand how I feel

Just don't tell me

Just don't tell me you understand how I feel

How I feel

How I feeeel