Smiley – Rush Hour Freestyle (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Smiley unveils the music video for the new “Rush Hour Freestyle” produced by BavaroBeatz. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Smiley Rush Hour Freestyle

Toronto’s Smiley wasn’t necessarily met with open arms when he first emerged into the game, even with a massive co-sign from Drake. Still, each of his releases has shown drastic improvement from the last, and his latest record, “Rush Hour Freestyle” is no different. The rapper comes through with straight lifestyle bars over Bavaro Beatz’s chilling production. Smiley raps with a matter-of-fact delivery, nonchalantly listing off the lavish life he leads.

“It’s a whole vibe!” he said of the song in a statement. “I was in Miami feeling great and going through beats when I came upon Bavaro’s beat pack, and right away I started to punch in… I knew it would be the next single from everyone’s reaction.”

Smiley – Rush Hour Freestyle (prod. BavaroBeatz)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Beat it up Bavaro

[Chorus]
Don’t worry, I got him, my guy in the cut and he shot him
She want it, I buy it, I send that lil’ ho to my stylist
This a deposit, don’t worry, you know that I got it
I know I’m goin’ win, I know it, the scoreboard always show it
They had their chance, they gray’d it, it’s me or you who’ll make it
Her ass so loud, it’s shaking, I checked her out my wish list
I know these guys, they wishin’, damn, damn
They wanna see the downfall, but I still wear that Prada

[Verse]
I gotta keep a shorta’, I hear the voice, I hear them
We skirting off Maclaren, this shit so loud, they hear it
This clout like a bitch don’t lose it, she a bad lil’ ho, she choosin’
Choosey, she wanna play me Snoopy
This rap shit got me keezy, I feel like Wayne in 3peat
I sign the deal and repeat, I sign the deal and recoup
We might go out in a coupe, this shit get live in the shoes
This lifestyle deeper than you, I don’t even care if I lose

[Bridge]
I mean it, I seen it
Three guys in the cut mischievous
Can’t stop for no cop, I floored it
I’m touring, she left your ass, you’re boring
I’m touring, she left your ass, you’re boring

[Chorus]
Don’t worry, I got him, my guy in the cut and he shot him
She want it, I buy it, I send that lil’ ho to my stylist
This a deposit, don’t worry, you know that I got it
I know I’m goin’ win, I know it, the scoreboard always show it
They had their chance, they gray’d it, it’s me or you who’ll make it
Her ass so loud, it’s shaking, I checked her out my wish list
I know these guys, they wishin’, damn, damn
They wanna see the downfall, but I still wear that Prada