1AM Freestyle by Pablo875 Lyrics

Quote from the song “1AM Freestyle” by Pablo875

Do you have one friend when it’s 1AM
In the day be them in the night see sense
Not relevant just thoughts on my mind
Playing 56 nights fucking shocked at the time
Don’t stop at the lights bout 56 times
Driving bout 86 give a fuck about a fine
Trying to unwind like we never gon win
We try to rewind so we live it again
Liver ain’t my friend, lately he hates me
Drinking too much someone need sedate me
This bitch tryna date me, ain’t text in a week
Gone too long like a game of hide and seek
Bet she a freak, but I’ll stride to the next
Lack of respect for the passionless sex
Happen to be where the fashion of rapping or acting
Is splashing or flashing but cash is imagine
Slow at relaxing, so many distractions
Oh it’s so tragic, we lacking in classics
So say the masses, who slapping that average
The habits are fast, get lapped in these AH-SICS
Oops I mean A-SICS, on some Wayne shit
I ain’t hating, cos most the game good
Post on Youtube? I don’t think you should
They love real hip-hop but ain’t from the hood
Just seen the news bout that church being shot
Fuck that boy Roof, purge the guns make it stop
Just turned twenty one, can’t contemplate
How someone my age could spawn all this hate
I mean goddamn, shit’s so messed up
But I still feel blessed every time I get up
My nephew almost ten, fuck he’s getting big
I’ll better myself as an influence on him
Shit’s hard to do under influence of drink
The children not as innocent as you think
In the instance of liquor till your sick
Still ignorant to the hindrance you bring
Figure out how to fix up all the seams
Do these shoes go with the rips in my jeans
White Stan Smiths, with the trim in the green
Man with the shits but he slim in physique
Need a bitch that’s petit, bout four foot ten
Gimme head on her feet as I flirt with her friends
Skirt round the bend, check the time on my phone
One sixteen AM and I’m flying back home
Nearly three sixteens and rhyming off the dome
I might be lying but I’m defo in my zone
Cry cos you’re alone, hit the pipe cos you feel shitty
Took less than twenty minutes to drive across the city

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “1AM Freestyle”

• Produced: ViCi
• Written: Pablo875
• Release Date: July 6, 2015

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Do you have one friend when it’s 1AM
In the day be them in the night see sense
Not relevant just thoughts on my mind
Playing 56 nights fucking shocked at the time
Don’t stop at the lights bout 56 times
Driving bout 86 give a fuck about a fine
Trying to unwind like we never gon win
We try to rewind so we live it again
Liver ain’t my friend, lately he hates me
Drinking too much someone need sedate me
This bitch tryna date me, ain’t text in a week
Gone too long like a game of hide and seek
Bet she a freak, but I’ll stride to the next
Lack of respect for the passionless sex
Happen to be where the fashion of rapping or acting
Is splashing or flashing but cash is imagine
Slow at relaxing, so many distractions
Oh it’s so tragic, we lacking in classics
So say the masses, who slapping that average
The habits are fast, get lapped in these AH-SICS
Oops I mean A-SICS, on some Wayne shit
I ain’t hating, cos most the game good
Post on Youtube? I don’t think you should
They love real hip-hop but ain’t from the hood
Just seen the news bout that church being shot
Fuck that boy Roof, purge the guns make it stop
Just turned twenty one, can’t contemplate
How someone my age could spawn all this hate
I mean goddamn, shit’s so messed up
But I still feel blessed every time I get up
My nephew almost ten, fuck he’s getting big
I’ll better myself as an influence on him
Shit’s hard to do under influence of drink
The children not as innocent as you think
In the instance of liquor till your sick
Still ignorant to the hindrance you bring
Figure out how to fix up all the seams
Do these shoes go with the rips in my jeans
White Stan Smiths, with the trim in the green
Man with the shits but he slim in physique
Need a bitch that’s petit, bout four foot ten
Gimme head on her feet as I flirt with her friends
Skirt round the bend, check the time on my phone
One sixteen AM and I’m flying back home
Nearly three sixteens and rhyming off the dome
I might be lying but I’m defo in my zone
Cry cos you’re alone, hit the pipe cos you feel shitty
Took less than twenty minutes to drive across the city