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Cleaning Out My Closet Freestyle Lyrics | Caskey

Cleaning Out My Closet Freestyle Lyrics by Caskey

Cleaning Out My Closet Freestyle is a fresh english song by popular singer Caskey published by Caskey Channel. Sing & Enjoy the lyrics of the Cleaning Out My Closet Freestyle song.

Cleaning Out My Closet Freestyle Lyrics by Caskey
Cleaning Out My Closet Freestyle Lyrics by Caskey

Freestyle Song credit:

Song  Cleaning Out My Closet Freestyle
Singer Caskey
Album Caskey
Lyrics Caskey
Music Caskey
Artist Caskey
Language English
Songs Genre Morden Song, English Song
Released Date Jun 23, 2023
Label Caskey


Freestyle Song Lyrics


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Where’s My Snare?

Yo Shout Out Kells, Seeing Him Doing The Freestyles Got Me Inspired


Yeah, Okay, Paranoid Gotta Keep A Pistol On The Black Dresser

Went Twice As Far As Most Of The Rappers Where I Come From ’cause They Some Half-steppers

Ironic That Mama Ain’t Wanna Hear Me Playing No Rap Records

I Turned Into A Professor, Unless You Dropping That Weak Shit I’m A Oppressor

These Pills I Got Homie, They Not Prescription

Posted Up On Church St., Getting Money But It’s Not Religion

Mom, She Was So Saint-like, Who I Gotta Thank For These Thug Habits?

Dad Stopped Playing Baseball With The Kid, Went To Be A Drug Addict

Meditating At The Crib, Tryna Clear This Conscience

Two Devils On My Shoulder Talking In My Ear, Homie And It’s Constant

Took So Many Ls, Feel Like I Never Come After Ws

Like When You Write An Address And Abbreviate Wisconsin

So Many Fake Ballers In The Game, Feel Like I’ll Always Be Deranged

If I Buy Some Chains Off Shopgold Then We All Could Be The Same

Y’all Took “take It Till You Make It” To An All-time High, I Can’t Relate

I’d Rather Be Honest ’bout Where I’m At And Whip Up More Butter, Make The Cake

Y’all Scraping Up Change And You On The Street Looking Like Low Riders

Yelawolf Black Sheep Set The Whole Wave, Now A Bunch Of White Rappers, Some Flow Biters

Fuck It I Got More Drive Than A Transmission And Four Tires

If You Never Paid Homage, Clutch The Louis Bag When You Roll By Us

In A Industry Full Of Ghostwriters, No Telling Who Could Rap

Having Someone Else Tell Your Whole Story, How The Fuck You Cool With That?

Got Six Mug Shots On The Internet Homie And You Could Google That

And I Went Melly When The Police Came, I Got Nothing To Do With That

I Grew Up Round Biker Gangs, Never Say A Damn Word Then Get The RICO Dropped

Y’all Favorite Rapper Telling On They Homeboys, Went And Got They People Got

Shit I Can’t Respect, Police Come, I Can’t Recollect

She Gave Me Head Inside Of That Sprinter, Her And My Dick Are Neck And Neck

Black Sheep Records On The Chain, From Johnny Dang It’s On The Way

I Made A Latto Off Of These Raps, Y’all Pockets Thick As Coi Leray

Thought I’m Producing Albums For Drake The Way That I Make This Forty Play

Have Forty Motherfuckers Outside Your House, It Won’t Cost Me 40K

I’m That Same Kid Signed To Birdman Back When I Was The Herbman

American History X, Shave The Head, Have You Biting The Curb Man

They’ll Get A Handout Then Double-cross You, I Seen That Shit Firsthand

Homie Said He Don’t Know If He Could Be A Star, Had To Tell Him You Sure Can

God Father, Y’all Kiss The Ring When The King Come, Thumbing Through

A Motherfucking Check, Bet None Of Y’all Ever Seen Ones

Reason Why They Give Mean Mugs, Y’all Tryna Give The Kid Smoke But I Got Clean Lungs

Type Of Shit Make Me Wanna Go And Grab Machine Guns

Speaking Of Which, The First Rapper That I Ever Linked With Was Kells

Back When He Was Touring Down South Florida And I Was Working Scales

Passing CDs Outside Of Shows For Free, Wasn’t Even Making Sales

Then He Linked, Gave Me A Feature, Said “You A Real One And We Could Tell”

Then I Got Signed, That Two-hundred Grand Was Like Money In The Mail

But Then Them Drugs Took Me Into Deep Water, Got Hard For Me To Sail

Lost My Deal, Went Broke For A Little While I Had My Ego Frail

Upset That I Never Did What He Did, Had To Watch As He Prevailed

But I Never Hated On Him, Prayed For Him And Cheered From The Side

Know Another Man’s Success Really Got Nothing To Do With Mine

That Shit Was Motivation To Stop Complaining And Get Back On The Grind

Go Make That Music That Resonate With You, Let God Deal With The Time

Think About How Van Gogh Never Sold A Lot Of Paintings While He Was Alive

Remind Yourself That You Accolades Aren’t How You Are Defined

Think About Pop’s Face Hearing That You Rap First Time Before He Died

Think About That Kid Who Said If It Wasn’t For You Then He Wouldn’t Have Survived

Real Shit

“Cadillac Music” On The Way

I Wanna Say Thank You To The Fans, Man

Black Sheep Forever


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