Free Von (Duwan the producer)YeahI remember I was youngI remember we was stayin behind the mallI was stayin with my (?) You heard me?We was standin outside as I looked at a nigga I told em I sayOnly thing only thing Im missing out Thats gon make everything completeI need to stretch something (ready for a prayer)My niggas just looked at me yeahMan Im like F*ck thatDirty ass nigga always lookin for a fuckin lickAngry ass nigga always mad it make no fuckin senseSavage ass nigga always walkin with a dirty stickDangerous ass nigga all he wanna do is step on shitDemon seed my mommall tell you Bitch dont let your trainer payHe named his first son DracoPlus the child was born on 38thIts 4KTrey I seen nobody say like who gon die today?You bout that shit well bitch we bout the same Its gon go down this wayYou know Im with the shits (yeah)You say its up we whoop the bitchKnock down the whole cliqueI kill em all aint got no picsNow check the scope up bitch Im four up with this murder shitI want his brains on top the pavement right aside the bitchHe a dread-head we leave him smoked out on some rasta shitLeave out straight bet when them choppas spitI got dead men on these dollars bitchYou be talkin reckless we be steppin make you hold that shitStrapped with all that weapon we gon stretch emMan I told that bitch I grew up on some soldier shitWe outchea domin shitPolice ask me do I wanna see a pic of how they found the bitchIm sorry Im a rapper I just talk I dont condone itSoon as we get the drop you know we cap emThey say we wrong for this (we gon get your ass gone with this)Dirty ass nigga always lookin for a fuckin lickAngry ass nigga always mad it make no fuckin senseSavage ass nigga always walkin with a dirty stickDangerous ass nigga all he wanna do is step on shitDemon seed my mommall tell you Bitch dont let your trainer payHe named his first son DracoPlus the child was born on 38thIts 4KTrey I seen nobody say like who gon die today?You bout that shit well bitch we bout the same Its gon go down this wayLook ring around the rosy (okay) pussy say he on me (lets go)Ima put his dick onside his thugs (and thats on my momma)Pussy nigga scared to be in the BLyin like he in the streetsKnow hell be dead if we just where he wasSo we miss steppin on them ducksWho you leave out in the field? Nigga yeahHerm said he just caught a new one drilled dummy deadPostin songs dont start preachin what you sayin pussy niggaWe put shit that sleep with Glocks like we got Xans in these pistolsI say 4KTrey my business we gon step on any niggaWho that is? Kill the witnessSay the word and they gon book someAint got no words for no bitchI pull that stick out on a niggaLike lay your bed I throw the pillowThe police after all my niggas lookDirty ass nigga always lookin for a fuckin lickAngry ass nigga always mad it make no fuckin senseSavage ass nigga always walkin with a dirty stickDangerous ass nigga all he wanna do is step on shitDemon seed my mommall tell you Bitch dont let your trainer payHe named his first son DracoPlus the child was born on 38thIts 4KTrey I seen nobody say like who gon die today?You bout that shit well bitch we bout the same Its gon go down this way

(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)(Mask on mask on)Mask on tryna slang the other way (baow baow)Burn that bitch take off his faceYoungin cant control that DracGet out the way or you might be who die todayMmm tell em bring that shit this wayWe gon see what murda sayGot my wig on prolly in the city With a dirty stick and some shit that stickyIn the murder zone while Im in the citySteady blockin rounds tryna kill the businessThrew this bitch I aint never scaredMurder bag tryna get you deadEverything round me bangin redHunnid rounds aimin takin off your headThats a hit stick with a green flag thats tied aroundBlitz shit catch the whole clique and then we knock em downDuck-duck-goose they run aroundOut here tryna pop a duck no stoppin usBut they got one bitch thats think he fly we euthanizing himOn Henn like Taaka vodka with my partner Herm (partner Herm)Soon as I think Im fallin turn out windows let our choppers burnNiggas talkin bout they wont see me Shit let the top down and you see me bitchGot fifty shots two separate sticks plan on makin shit irrelevantFN with that scope on nigga this that Skully shitStartin to think my head gone from these dead skeletonsRidin round with a redbone nigga I dont want the bitchTen grand Ill pass round cause they just wanna catch me with myMask on tryna slang the other way (baow baow)Burn that bitch take off his faceYoungin cant control that DracGet out the way or you might be who die todayMmm tell em bring that shit this wayWe gon see what murda sayGot my wig on prolly in the city With a dirty stick and some shit that stickyIn the murder zone while Im in the citySteady blockin rounds tryna kill the businessThrew this bitch I aint never scaredMurder bag tryna get you deadEverything round me bangin redHunnid rounds aimin takin off your headDepressed bad I ran out of XansTake the beef put it in that panHunnid grand and grand Ten out the canPussy nigga hatin f*ck it you a fanTotin somethin for they heat you upSmokin loud with the windows upJugged the bitch out two hundred grandTell em f*ck em I dont give no f*ckThey aint bangin me but they bang or somethinWhere I think hes from Ima catch the bitchI been preyin on him with intelligenceI be startin to think I got murder senseBitch I think of bread and that money comeIf you say Im broke Im forever bentTell your boyfriend Im another richActin nonchalant from that muddy shitDumpin Gs on that slackin shitCar full of guns like the TerminatorTotin somethin that I static withSheronda never paid for no KNiggas stay ridin in a different Benz like a sports-inator (yeah)Get mad on suicidal shitBack to the north tryna get it blazinMask on tryna slang the other way (baow baow)Burn that bitch take off his faceYoungin cant control that DracGet out the way or you might be who die today (die today)Tell em bring that shit this wayWe gon see what murda sayGot my wig on prolly in the city With a dirty stick and some shit that stickyIn the murder zone while Im in the citySteady blockin rounds tryna kill the businessThrew this bitch I aint never scaredMurder bag tryna get you deadEverything round me bangin redHunnid rounds aimin takin off your head(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)

My mama always told me bout that water boyShe said Boy that water deep boy dont get in that waterI still got in that water (this is the sound)My mama always told me bout that waterAnd I said Okay ma Im just gon put my feet inIm sorry ma I got right in that waterI aint never notice I was going deep inLately Ive been working overnightI cant party on the weekendsLike why the hell you even in my life?Tell me whats your real reasonI pulled up drop my ceilingIm catchin flights you catchin feelingsMy diamonds wet her pussy leakingRan up a check then went to NeimansLike a kickstand I made her leanThem crackers let me out swear it feel like Im dreamingMichael Jackson yeah that case I beat itF*ck them hard slabs now I sleep on Tempur-PedicIm going hard cause my family need meMama said if I believe it I can achieve itCant trust these niggas they misleadingCant trust these hoes they so deceivingI let him eat then he got greedyI need a lifeguard Im in the deep endI told that bitch Im never leavingIm outta here Im going to VenusMy mama always told me I aint listenSo now Im dealing with the consequencesI dive right in that water went to swimmingGotta watch out for these niggas they be fishingMy mama always told me about that waterAnd I said Okay ma Im just gon put my feet inIm sorry ma I got right in that waterI aint never notice I was going deep inLately Ive been working overnightI cant party on the weekendsLike why the hell you even in my life?Tell me whats your real reasonI pulled up drop my ceilingIm catchin flights you catchin feelingsMy diamonds wet her pussy leakingRan up a check then went to NeimansDown on my ass I had to get my feet inThey had told me change my ways but I aint wanna listenI looked my son in his eyes I cant fail my missionI say my prayers and tote my thang I know they wanna kill meWake up in the morning aint got none to eatI had to man up to get on my feetI go to Bay just to f*ck with KDCant even swim but Im deep in that seaGot my first gun and I aint pay a thingSince I was young Ive been slanging that heatIt be some massacres right on my streetIt be some massacres right on my streetRemember they aint gave me shit when I aint had nothingThey want my spot but f*ck them niggas Im focused on moneyOn everything she say she love me I know she dont love me3Three aint round for to watch me think Im feeling somethingMy mama told me stack my Ms told me watch my homiesBut I aint listen Joe got shot and he told on meMy uncle told me they aint right all them niggas phonyCant lose it all for somebody who dont care about youMy mama always told me about that waterAnd I said Okay ma Im just gon put my feet inIm sorry ma I got right in that waterI aint never notice I was going deep inLately Ive been working overnightI cant party on the weekendsLike why the hell you even in my life?Tell me whats your real reasonI pulled up drop my ceilingIm catchin flights you catchin feelingsMy diamonds wet her pussy leakingRan up a check then went to Neimans

I turned the preacher daughter bad I think Im a dummyThese niggas know what up know Im bout whatevaIm in the streets I keep that heat you know I be steppinI miss the nawf just like my granny my heart in them trenchesYo girl gone cheat on you for nothingSo Im done with these bitchesI think about it every minute aint stoppin my missionOn my payroll I got hittas I pay em commisionInterrogated by detectives wont tell em I did itI told Montana that I love him on Dave I meant itPut 20 thousand on his head they catch him I send itGet on my knee on side the bed like father forgive meWas sellin weed fucked up my profit I aint make a dollaThe fame getting to my niggas I cut off my partnersBefore I call on you I put my trust up in this choppaMovin like he cant get touched real quick I bet I stop emNigga aint give me shit but hand out like I owe him somethingI dont give a f*ck if we step together Ill show you somethingBitches think they slick they all deceive so Ill never love emBre was my first love but she changed so Ill never trust herThis the files of a nigga who aint neva bleedThis the story of a child who was in them streetsWhy the f*ck Im taking care of them? They aint do shit for meWhy the f*ck Im showing you so much love?And bitch you leaving meKeandre dead the only thing I think about is TylerIm full of pain and wake up every morning and Im smilinThey think Im dumbYou got me fucked up I got plenty knowledgeThey dont give a f*ck about how I feelThey dont know my problemsJust cause you around me I aint forget bout everything you saidI let some shots off in the air for my niggas deadDo anything in the world for you Im livin redShowin love to them niggas they might bust my headMad bout a gun but for a fact I wont do you nothinMad that Im up but you remember you aint give me nothingI aint give up on my mission f*ck you mean bitch I was steady hustlinHandin all you niggas money bitch and I steady strugglinMontana know about my pain and everything I told himI told him watch what he was saying but shit I had to fold himUp in that cell bitch I was cryin with no one to hold meYoungboy a soldier I remember what my grampa told meBatty bwoy if you cross Ima take your lifeIm full of drugs so Ima die if I get caught tonightTell my lil brother and my sons its gone be alrightNBA to the end its a way of lifeYoung nigga fillin up his arm with some heroinHe was abandoned as a child screaming red rumYou spell it backwards what that mean? Nigga murderLivin wrong or right trustin nobody til the his time comeYo ex just exposed you now you mad like I was neva hereWhere I come from I gotta keep this bitch up on my hipMomma forgive me for all the times I use to tripKnow its a purpose in this world why I need to liveIt aint too longYall dont give a f*ck bout me bitchI did something for all yall yall got me fucked upOut the flap I aint gotta smile in nobody faceYall tell me bout all yall problems yall dont ask how Im feelin huh?Bitch I been feelin like Im finna dieBitch I cry aloneThis for all them young niggas who goneAnd all the people who miss they babies you heard me?F*ck everybody who aint mine yall aint making my life no betta gangYoung nigga fillin up his arm with some heroinHe was abandoned as a child screaming red rumYou spell it backwards what that mean? Nigga murderLivin wrong and right trustin nobody til the his time comeBatty bwoy if you cross Ima take your lifeIm full of drugs so Ima die if I get caught tonightTell my lil brother and my sons its gone be alrightNBA to the end its a way of life

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Q: Tampering With Evidence

Police lock us up cause they dont understand the way we liveInterrogatin us all for hoursWe aint telling what we didI was way up in New York when they broke in Montana cribSomebody told them we was gone yeahI know what it isSome nigga around me tryna snake meProlly trying to get me killedShooters trilling on my real nigga this the way we liveSeem like they started hatin when they heard I got a dealMama told me that my cousin diedI aint shed a tearIf it wasnt for Montana Id have juvenile lifeShackled down in Paris prison I was fightin for my lifeSmoking weed and toting gunsWillie n Ben every nightNow the judge dont want me round himI know its gon be alrightStep on a nigga for that talkinNow the police buildin cases on meThey know we bout itIf you a gangsta keep that shit in the streetsStrapped with that 40 I heard a nigga want it with meIll put a nigga straight to sleep he think he fuckin with meThey say that they want smokeWhere them poles? We gon ride niggaStep in with my bros right or wrong you gon die niggaI put that on my soulWe aint hidin niggaI just wanna know who got a problem nigga?When my grandma died made me wonderWho gon do for me?I dont trust nobodyMake me wonder who gon shoot for me?Aint got no nigga with me jus my girlAnd this coupe with meSincerely from my heartIma tell you bout it truthfullyI know Im gon die no I do not have that long on earthSwear I need a blessinMan I need to take my ass to churchPut yo pistol in the sky when you see me passin in my hearseI really dont feel loveMan I swear to God this shit hurtAnd I know they gon cry the same day I goTell my son come to my casket and leave me a roseCall on Ben and 3ThreePromise me youll never foldStand on all ten and dont never put yo trust in hoesWhoa ohThey dont understand the way we liveWhoa ohT-t-t-they dont understand the way we liveWhoa oh

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I met a guy at the club,I let him know I'm in love,I met a girl at the bar,I let her know who you are.I told her you are the love of my life and,One day your gonna be my wife.And we are gonna have some babies together.I told him you are the man of my dreams,You saved me from drowning in the streamsA ...

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