For Free
Where your mind at
You're so into you
You wanna get closer (closer to me)
You gotta do more than you do
'Cuz you won't be wasting my time
Don't text me to skip the line
(You gotta pay baby)
You're with your homies that's fine
Keep each other company, cuz you ain't getting shit from me
No
No, I can't get you from the door
Cuz you don't really fuck with me
You just want something for free
Everyday any time of the week
You be begging me for some shit I can't give
(shit I can't give)
Everyday any time of the week
Pressing me, acting like we fake friends (fake what)
'Cuz I know better than to let you in my head
That's not it
You should know better and get it on your own like your momma did
Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Cuz you're in my way
You need to get a hobby
No, I can't get you from the door
(The door the door)
Cuz you don't really fuck with me (with me)
You just want something for free
They ain't really fuck with me back then, Mike Jones
Now you see I changed the number on the iPhone
Had to tighten up the access
Ducked off and secluded, No you cannot get this address
Ain't no need to play pretend
When I see you out in public, ain't no beef, we ain't gotta be friends
You made yourself real clear (Yeah) Real clear
I mean I would let you in but ain't no bitches in here
Ain't no gossip to share, ain't no cameras
We just wanna let loose with nobody hating looking down on us
Don't ask me about, 'bout no features 'bout no shows
Hit the email nigga, management be quick to let you know
Please ask me about, how I'm living, how I'm doing
You know, treat me like I'm human
Treat me like you would if you was walking in my shoes
I think you think that I'm your ticket
Think you got this all confused, I think you got it all confused
No, I can't get you from the door
(can't get you from the door, act like you know)
'Cuz you don't really fuck with me (with me)
You just want something for free
You don't really fuck with me
You don't really fuck with me
You don't really fuck with me
You just want something for free
Just step, just step
Right foot and then your left
Come on and just step, just step
Right foot and then your left
Come on baby just groove, just move
Don't interrupt the
You're so into you
You wanna get closer (closer to me)
You gotta do more than you do
'Cuz you won't be wasting my time
Don't text me to skip the line
(You gotta pay baby)
You're with your homies that's fine
Keep each other company, cuz you ain't getting shit from me
No
No, I can't get you from the door
Cuz you don't really fuck with me
You just want something for free
Everyday any time of the week
You be begging me for some shit I can't give
(shit I can't give)
Everyday any time of the week
Pressing me, acting like we fake friends (fake what)
'Cuz I know better than to let you in my head
That's not it
You should know better and get it on your own like your momma did
Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Cuz you're in my way
You need to get a hobby
No, I can't get you from the door
(The door the door)
Cuz you don't really fuck with me (with me)
You just want something for free
They ain't really fuck with me back then, Mike Jones
Now you see I changed the number on the iPhone
Had to tighten up the access
Ducked off and secluded, No you cannot get this address
Ain't no need to play pretend
When I see you out in public, ain't no beef, we ain't gotta be friends
You made yourself real clear (Yeah) Real clear
I mean I would let you in but ain't no bitches in here
Ain't no gossip to share, ain't no cameras
We just wanna let loose with nobody hating looking down on us
Don't ask me about, 'bout no features 'bout no shows
Hit the email nigga, management be quick to let you know
Please ask me about, how I'm living, how I'm doing
You know, treat me like I'm human
Treat me like you would if you was walking in my shoes
I think you think that I'm your ticket
Think you got this all confused, I think you got it all confused
No, I can't get you from the door
(can't get you from the door, act like you know)
'Cuz you don't really fuck with me (with me)
You just want something for free
You don't really fuck with me
You don't really fuck with me
You don't really fuck with me
You just want something for free
Just step, just step
Right foot and then your left
Come on and just step, just step
Right foot and then your left
Come on baby just groove, just move
Don't interrupt the
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Writer(s): Adia Bushrah, Brittney Carter, Darian Lawrence
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