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42 Dugg

Free Mine

 

Free Mine

(album: 11241 Wayburn - 2018)


Helluva made the beat, baby

If I ain't had it, I'da seen it (Oh, eight hunnid, new T zone)
A little jacket outta Neiman's (Couple hunnid, my son go)
Even my momma heard screaming, we needed (I'm back)
If she ain't bad, I ain't fucking, a lotta hoes out here
Dick sucking like he hustle (Freemen's them boys, free them boys)
If I don't know you, I don't trust ya, free my niggas
We the last of a dying breed (It's only us)
Fuck rapping, I ain't tryna get signed either (Fuck this shit)
Most hoes ain't shit and nigga I know (All you hoes ain't shit)
Most blunts ain't loud, that's why I don't smoke (I don't want it)
Keep a nigga close by with a Glock though (Free my nigga)
I-75, catch us going South on it (Do the thang, do the thang)
With a couple thousand blues, leave the iPhones
In the V, we the niggas you can cop from (Y'all know where we at)
On the East, bitch, we out here tryna drop some (Y'all know what we do)
Long sleeve comin soon, my summer (Here he come)
If you ain't wanna match, nigga, you ain't getting running (Fuck off weak nigga)
And if your bitch fast, prolly 'cause she out here running (Rat bitch)
Niggas be lying in the Feds, everybody renting (All you niggas rent)
Reesie tell me, "Stay ahead like you could beat this shit"
Skeet told me, "In the Feds, everybody snitch"
Even if you got some bread you ain't beating shit (You ain't beaten' nothin')
Say he could take it all back, he tryna do it different
Buy another thousand beans and a newer rental (I'm on big bags)
Buck with these nigga, talking, we don't fake shit (At all)
Bitch, that lean got us talking, we ain't ape shit
Ain't shit, I can tell by your shoes, nigga, you don't lace shit
And all I ever knew was juug, Dugg, and take hits
I ain't let shit slide if you ain't this (I ain't letting shit slide, nigga)
Paint him, white sole, trot him right down
You ain't taking shit, at least not from a wild nigga
You ain't faking, bro, say he went on the high with him
I hate lying niggas, if he ain't turnt then I don't feel 'em
Flat out, nigga

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