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Free Spirit
What youre doing here?
Whats up nigger?
Im trying to get into something!
What youre talking about?
I dont know about you
I say we go fuck with some hoes or something
Yeah, Im with that!
You can have any other. outside
Where the keys at?
Im out in the bank, or something
Lets go!
..this bitch need to drop out on his friends
They say this bitch got all the way to the moon
This bitch
She thinks shes try to make it to the crib
Fuck that shit, I
A real nigger it aint nothing like this
..aint nothing like this
I think I smell those pranks
shoot that hoes like talking to ya all
Nigger were the shit, I dont know what they are
This money in my life wont leave
Therefore nigger, Im dangerous
I fuck up anytime a nigger want
Money
Tell a bad bitch girl, lets go hang
You know me, Rolex, gold chain
Fuck my young niggas, XO gang
Get so drunk you forget yo name
Incense, burning, smoking out to my own shit
Got black wood in my white Range, Im taking off when that light change
Im Drizzy Drake to my old bitches, Voodoo child to my new hoes
I miss this and I want it back, so Im all in with these new flows
New flows, got new flows, rap is stress but it pays great
Pimp flows n screw flows, my shit be sounding like grape tapes, now
Lemme go an hit that cup, 1 time before a nigga hit that road
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These days keep going by too fast, so give anything that make shit go slow
Yea, money in my safe, but Im living dangerous
They told me shit would change, but I dont really see no change in us
Chorus:
Tat my name on you so I know its real
Tat my fucking name on you so I know its real
I know it hurts, But I aint tryna hear it
Cause when Im not around, Ill still be there in spirit
Youll still be mine, yea, youll still be mine
Tat my fucking name on you, when I go youll still be mine, yea
Youll still be mine, yea, Ill still be yours
Tat my fucking name on you, let em know you love the boy, wassup
I fondle the money, fornicate with a fortune
I play with her mind, she masturbate with my Porsche
Its simple love, its simple love
Her chest nice, not a wrinkle on her ass
Puffin purple hash welcome to my power circle
Sucker free, no snitching, and we know when cowards working
Rolls Royce rollin, rose gold rollies
MBA accountants, amounts they get on
But mama still praying for her rubberband man
When them wheels land, Travis Barker drums playin
Tap dance to my drum roll, I love a bitch that know to keep me one rolled
Chorus:
Tat my name on you so I know its real
Tat my fucking name on you so I know its real
I know it hurts, But I aint tryna hear it
Cause when Im not around, Ill still be there in spirit
Youll still be mine, yea, youll still be mine
Tat my fucking name on you, when I go youll still be mine, yea
Youll still be mine, yea, Ill still be yours
Tat my fucking name on you, let em know you love the boy, wassup
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