Lyrics

Nothing in life is free (save) Nothing except for me (save) How can I call you my brother if you wouldn't fight with me? (Fight) I want a new life, so all these new heights are really enticing me I get to playing with definitions We carry static like television With the big back, get back, kick back doors If he play with my percentage (ooh) My buddy was digging up in his nose With that fake white, baby, Kylie Jenner I'm a nice nigga, not a nice nigga I ain't running, I'm AMG, not a sprinter I ain't coming to play 'less playin' wit' her If I'm gunning yo' way, hit the deck and dizzuck Then I pick up my car keys nigga peace She my lil' star seed, we get deep She pull up with scarred knees, she a freak My shorty 'bout blue face like mystique She got her a new waist, new physique But she wanna work out, shawty cheap I bought her bouquet for the week My pockets on soufflé, it's a new day Niggas dayroom, that mean sweet I'm in ya' bae room, it's a suite They know I conceal arms like a sleeve They know I could deal harm when it's beef They notice the real charm when I speak Bitch, one call hit the kill switch Free 99, free 99, yeah (yeah) Free 99, yeah (yeah) Free 99, free 99 (yeah) Free 99, free 99 (yeah, yeah, yeah) We was in Buick's, I'm way too intuitive I heard yo' newest shit, what you gon' do with it? Loath what you did wit' it, I couldn't finish it You in the way, this the shit that they living with They said your pen is lit, don't you put Ben in it Keep it a bean, it won't work in your benefit Keeping it frank wit' them, I just want Franklins Sound like Aretha when we let it sing on 'em I'm on a whole 'nother card with this They knew what it was when I started this We used to steal from the mall and shit Now we gon' steal from the artists' I want ya' fans, I want all of it, all of it (yeah) All of it (five-finger discount) I'm really the truth with this rap shit Let's really cut loose with this rap shit You all in cahoots in this rap shit Running out shit, I could prove with this rap shit So what you gon' do when the rapture Picking up you and yo' crew for this rap shit? Y'all pick and choose with this rap shit Hustling backwards, you writing cap shit Right? That's a caption Free 99, free 99, yeah Free 99, yeah Free 99, free 99 Free 99, free 99 (Free 99)
Writer(s): Nahree Wages, Jonathan Brown, Jared Rankins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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