Wale - Brightseat Road Freestyle lyrics
Wale [Olubowale Victor Akintimehin] Washington, D.C., U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wale - Brightseat Road Freestyle lyrics]
Yeah, turn me up some more uh, yeah, yeah
Wale, though all day, though, uh, uh, yeah
My mind thinks at a light speed
Give a fuck if you
Motherfuckers don't like me
I was a young fly nigga in my Supreme
When all them OGs was
Wearin' them white jeans
A sidekick and a dime piece
That's the recipe for everything I would need
And would you ever think that
Bust' from north east
My luck would go up and the
Greatest rapper will sign me shawn Carter
Done probably fathered a lot of artists
Seen a Future in a
Nigga like Desiigner product
Tryna modify the fuckin' top 5, home
Get a lil chicken while
The fuckin' sky fallin'
Sky fallin', sky fallin'
I'm left out of top 5s
It's cool I write for 'em
Check the credit's
The government got a lotta letters
And if they never said it
Bet they pay twice for it gOAT with the POEM
Been lowkey so they sleep on me, damn
All I see, a bunch of D riders
We gots to call out people who
Don't be dope for shit
Never seen dope or nothin'
They think they special
But I think they bluffin'
My plane is comin', my J 11's
What Mic could say that Wale so redundant
You know a concords?
Aw forget it, they ain't on board
I'm still goin', concord on board
Michael Jordan, aw screw it
The mob moves at a lightspeed
I like brown skin bitches and Nikes
Hate clown ass niggas
Long flights and the police
Used to pull me over on Brightseat
Road Road Road Road
Phantom, Phantom, Phantom, Ghost
Wale, though all day, though, uh, uh, yeah
My mind thinks at a light speed
Give a fuck if you
Motherfuckers don't like me
I was a young fly nigga in my Supreme
When all them OGs was
Wearin' them white jeans
A sidekick and a dime piece
That's the recipe for everything I would need
And would you ever think that
Bust' from north east
My luck would go up and the
Greatest rapper will sign me shawn Carter
Done probably fathered a lot of artists
Seen a Future in a
Nigga like Desiigner product
Tryna modify the fuckin' top 5, home
Get a lil chicken while
The fuckin' sky fallin'
Sky fallin', sky fallin'
I'm left out of top 5s
It's cool I write for 'em
Check the credit's
The government got a lotta letters
And if they never said it
Bet they pay twice for it gOAT with the POEM
Been lowkey so they sleep on me, damn
All I see, a bunch of D riders
We gots to call out people who
Don't be dope for shit
Never seen dope or nothin'
They think they special
But I think they bluffin'
My plane is comin', my J 11's
What Mic could say that Wale so redundant
You know a concords?
Aw forget it, they ain't on board
I'm still goin', concord on board
Michael Jordan, aw screw it
The mob moves at a lightspeed
I like brown skin bitches and Nikes
Hate clown ass niggas
Long flights and the police
Used to pull me over on Brightseat
Road Road Road Road
Phantom, Phantom, Phantom, Ghost