Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free
Third ward general, young cash money
A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free
Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty
Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been
Let her free from a misguided assumption
If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go
Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row
Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened
I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and
Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god
We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob
We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next
And don't perform after him or you might regret
3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
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