| Free my niggas, for the gang, I can’t, no, no
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| Free my niggas, for the gang, I can’t
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| Niggas changin' for these hoes, I can’t
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| Get the money and the fame, then they
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| Keep it a hundred, stay the same, it ain’t
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| You changin' on your day ones for these stank hoes
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| Day ones, yeah, you know them be my bang bros
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| Money callin', so you know that’s what we came for
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| Couple bucks, then we turned 'em into bankrolls
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| Life hard and these hoes tryna stress a nigga
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| Hardhead, so you know they wanna test a nigga
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| The gang real cool, you know it’s time to check me
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| And these foul-ass niggas can’t tech me
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| Play it cool, we ain’t really tryna stunt on shit
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| But if you rollin' with them suckers, we might park your shit
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| Gang in here trippin', always tryna start they shit
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| Another day, another bitch startin' arguments
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| Fuck you, you can take it how you want it
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| Clip could hold a fifty, I don’t really think you want it
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| You don’t want it with the boy, you ain’t runnin' with the boy
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| Yeah, you runnin' from the boy, now I’m gunnin' for you, boy |
| Free my niggas, for the gang, I can’t switch up
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| Niggas changin' for these hoes, I can’t switch up
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| Get the money and the fame, then they switch up
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| Keep it a hundred, stay the same, I can’t switch up
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| Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, I can’t switch up
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| Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, I can’t switch up
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| Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, I can’t switch up
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| Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, I can’t switch up
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| I’m just not anybody, baby, I’m somebody
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| Niggas say they killin' shit, but killin' nobody
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| I gotta watch my back, 'cause niggas, they don’t got my back
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| How you my nigga, but you always worried 'bout my stack?
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| Yeeky on me, we ain’t lackin', we ain’t feel attacked
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| We frontline while you other niggas play the back
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| Gucci flops, I’m just tryna check another trap
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| Free verse? |
| Nah, tell a nigga bring a stack
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| Me and broke bitches, we can never get along
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| All these bitches think they know me 'cause they know my song
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| Make the rules, you can call me Don Corleone
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| If you my brother, then I’m ridin' with you right or wrong
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| Same shit, different day, it’s still free my niggas |
| You don’t know me, so you destined not to feel a nigga
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| Never front your move, never to these bitches, nigga
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| They say they love you, but later, they get to snitchin' on you
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| Free my niggas, for the gang, I can’t switch up
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| Niggas changin' for these hoes, I can’t switch up
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| Get the money and the fame, then they switch up
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| Keep it a hundred, stay the same, I can’t switch up
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| Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, I can’t switch up
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| Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, I can’t switch up
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| Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, I can’t switch up
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| Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, I can’t switch up |