F R E E

I can't do shit fo free
Literally
Mentally
Spiritually
Physically

This shit ain't that shit
It's the shit
I practiced it
Practice this
Actually packing shit
Naturally talented
This shit is damaging
Fuck it I'm damaged and blessed
Fuck is ah challenger

Next level, best level, promising
Kno better, do better, robberies
Choked up the game
Leave my name on the top of it
Watch the switch
Told Walt,
The bosses don't talk bout it
Walking it, talking it,
Stalking bitch
Texting the drama, forget
Who gave you profit
The dollars the outfits
The bags and the bottles and shit
Fuck it I'm blocking the bitch
Putting on lock on my dick
Stop and remiss

Emissions fo the chicken
This the start and niggas finished
Doe you been popping shit
Since the beginning
Lost you been winning
Crossing my limit
I can give you the sauce
But don't mix it
Double crossers
I ain't fucking exes
Forget it
You missed it



Credits
Writer(s): Dorian Pierce Jr.
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