Tweakin' Freestyle

(Got that good good, girl, you didn't know?) I be tweakin' For no reason Every weekend Every weekend My dudes beside me eating chicken Know I need them digits Tryna spit whatever, the top, man it's not a scrimmage I just came through with some flows with no fucking writtens The woes, good riddance (Ah) Switch it up and don't give a f*ck Man, I was all in her throat Like a goddamn hiccup Man, I'm looking at the time It's probably seven something We out here, I'm just fucking hunting All these fucking digits (I be tweakin') We need our pockets a little fatter I don't know why I feel like life is a disaster I'm doing whatever the f*ck I please (Every weekend) Spitting like it's the breeze Really, this shit's the knees Glad I don't got felonies Looking back, shit I'm glad that she fell on knees I just wonder what else I could do Just out here fucking wildin' out while we're up in the stu Ableton, these demons weigh a ton I cannot make it up I'm feeling fucking good (I don't even know, that was just one take) I be tweakin' For no reason Every weekend Every weekend I be tweakin' For no reason Every weekend Every weekend