Lyrics Set Me Free - Rylo Rodriguez

Set Me Free

Tell me that you love me, I’ll tell you that I love you
We both know that ain’t true
No one can tell me 'bout you but God switched
My bitch had left me
She ain’t feel the same but we both know that ain’t true
I’d be lying if I said that shit didn’t hurt me
Mama can’t make me do nothing, no, that bitch ain’t birth me
Long live my dawg big Jon, he died off fake Perkies
Promoters know we won’t perform, tell the security don’t search me
Walked in with thirteen guns
I don’t want a baby moms but I just really want a son
Treat just like he mines for real, my pops ain’t have a bond
Look, mom, we went number one last year
Don’t panic, look what I become
I seen so many niggas change so many times
They got fake niggas on replays
You know lil' … love to spin, I called him DJ
He got a dub, he’ll be forty-four years old on his release day
You niggas trade, I’ma up these sons of bitches, my pop ain’t D Wade
I’ve been changed
I be on Percocet 'cause I’m in pain
I bought a watch, you can’t get no diamond ring
From me, from me, from me
Tell me that you love me, I’ll tell you that I love you
We both know that ain’t true
No one can tell me 'bout you but God switched
My bitch had left me
She ain’t feel the same but we both know that ain’t true
I’d be lying if I said that shit didn’t hurt me
Mama can’t make me do nothing, no, that bitch ain’t birth me
Long live my dawg big Jon, he died off fake Perkies
Promoters know we won’t perform, tell the security don’t search me
«Yelp, let me borrow some money»
My nigga, how much you need, bro?
I’ma go and fuck it up and only call when I ever need more
Just 'cause a nigga killing, that don’t make him a real one
He break bread with hoes he ain’t fuck yet but won’t take care his children
My guys in chains, they asked the judge will you set me free?
Prosecutors hating on us, jackboys waiting on us
Got more rounds than
Even though I’m lying, even though you lying
Tell me that you love me, I’ll tell you that I love you
We both know that ain’t true
No one can tell me 'bout you but God switched
My bitch had left me
She ain’t feel the same but we both know that ain’t true
I’d be lying if I said that shit didn’t hurt me
Mama can’t make me do nothing, no, that bitch ain’t birth me
Long live my dawg big Jon, he died off fake Perkies
Promoters know we won’t perform, tell the security don’t search me