Essence Freestyle Lyrics by DaBaby is latest English song with music also given by him. Essence Freestyle song lyrics are written by DaBaby.
Essence Freestyle Song Detail
Singer: DaBaby
Composer: DaBaby
Lyrics by: DaBaby
Essence Freestyle Lyrics
Yeah! These ni**as got me f**ked up, too, ni**a
You know what I’m saying?
Let’s go!
These ni**as sleeping on the wave
They ain’t feeling me (okay)
His baby momma and bae
They both into me (okay)
Ay f**k the fame
I’m way too player for the industry (uh-huh)
Aye f**k these lames
I’m way too player to let them get to me
Let’s go!
I’m one to one out here
Ain’t none of these ni**as cut like me (uh-huh)
I keep this s**t in the family
And none of these ni**as cut like us (cut like us)
I built this s**t from nothing
Can’t none of these ni**as f**k with me (yeah)
They seeing I dropped my nuts out here (yeah)
They want me to pick my nuts back up (nah)
These ni**as scared of another alpha male
I don’t feel why all (I don’t feel)
Even if I’m the brokest ni**a in the room
I’m still a big dawg (rr)
Bi**h-ass ni**as out here hiding behind their status
‘cuz that’s the only thing they got left
If it wasn’t for that, the world wouldn’t feel why all
Yeah, I see through you ni**as
These stupid-ass ni**as forgot I got plenty sense
Think they can just rap on songs and shoot at ni**as (ah)
All of why all some foolish ni**as
Tell me how the f**k it feel to follow
Behind a following ass ni**a on a computer, ni**a
All of why all some sheep-ass ni**as, these ni**as gullible
Don’t mind you, know I don’t f**k with you
If I don’t f**k with you (uh-huh)
Remind me to keep it real and be myself
‘cuz all these other ni**as need help
I got this rap s**t in a brown bag like a lunchable
Ni**a, f**k with me
Yeah, f**k with him, ni**a
They can’t f**k with me, you know what I’m saying?
I’ma just gone leave that one right there
That’s just dead on that
You know what I’m sayin’?
I ain’t gonna give too much of this pimping away for free now
You know what I’m sayin’?
I just feel like, you know
When situations like this present themselves, man
And people try to, you know, assassinate your character, man
And assassinate who you are, man
And everything you put that hard work in for, man
Sometimes you gotta demonstrate
You know, that’s how I came here
And I don’t mind demonstrating
I don’t mind exercising, you dig what I’m saying?
I should start rapping again
Like this right here, like, check this out, look
I don’t need your flowers, ni**a, I grew my own
I own a nine-acre estate and a f**king mansion
Ni**a, I’m cool at home
I don’t want your bi**h, my ni**a, I’m cool with mines
She got that surgery tryna turn herself to a quarter
But I’m cool with dimes
I don’t wanna be like why all ni**as, I’m cool with me
I knew I was that ni**a before
I had all these millions, cars and jewelry
These ni**as ain’t fooling me
It ain’t no f**king way they will stand on ten toes
And never fold ni**a, if you was me
And I stand on that, ni**a
Yeah, that’s mothaf**king facts, ni**a
It’s only one of me, ni**a, it’s only one of him
Baby jesus a-k-a dababy, ni**as ain’t cut like me (huh?)
Believe that, ni**as is not cut like me (yeah)
And I can do this s**t in my muhf**king sleep
I can do this s**t when I want, man, you know
Sometimes you just gotta demonstrate, yeah
Yeah, I’ma take whatever come with this s**t
You know what I’m saying? (let’s go)
I’ma stand on that too, I’ma step on you
New album on the motherf**king way
That bi**h already done
I’m gon’-I’m gon step on s**t
Don’t play with me, go