Lyrics:
you can't afford this don't get aboard this flavor
Unless you got the fever flavor for a Pringle
Come be a single, let me see you mingle jingle dangle
me yeah
Cause I'm free
Get it out
Cause I'm free
Cause I'm free
Cause I'm free
I believe
In me
I'm free
I'm free
We might not be back
I might be in
And don't get on me
Cause I want my fucking space
They call me Deadbeat cause I'm looking like trash
But I don't give a fuck you can go kiss my ass
Rush
smoke like
Right?
You get it, that's a dope line in Chicago
All white
Got a bitch named Moussi, she give me coochie
This that Gucci, no this ain't no
And put the weed out
Double M
Niggas get it and they fall off
It's 'cause they all soft
Nigga like me started at the car wash
8am to 10pm, that's
love, I'd rather just thumb through these ones, it make me feel better
I ain't call my mom in too long, gotta keep it strong, love you til' forever
When I
so happy trails from channel 3
The forecast calls for acid rain, and hoover powered hurricanes
As lightning strikes the terrain
The angry clouds
Good morning Mr. Johnson/Good morning Antoine
Remind me again how long you've been gone
Serving my country/Two tours in Iraq
If it don't get better
I don't do it for free
To go through me you gotta pay
I ain't a easy pass
You sound wack to me when you rap
Time gets called on Cassidy
now
Don Bronson, in all white like Don Johnson
You ever had to take a shit while you're trippin'?
Balls off, all the homies by the ball court
Shit hit
to build
Relationships with amazing people, speak to
Amazing people call Elon Musk
Out of the blue, or call
Obama out of the blue…he
Calls the home phone, by
When them bills due, niggas get ready cause no bullshit I'm buyin'
I'm a government baby, let me get my cheese, let me get my cheese
Got a Chevy trailer
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue,
shit
"When the album droppin'?"
Lame niggas payin' hoes
Call 'em Alvin Johnson (Them niggas lame)
I just caught a hail mary
Like I'm Calvin Johnson
in the field you get wet
Like arcane and that mole rat
From Chuck E cheese, nigga let's take it back
Caught flaggin' by the stove
Nigga hopped out
a siren and some coffee
Waking up in the morning - God please off me
Brown line in the AM six forty five (Shout out Dawn Johnson)
Boss getting mad cause I
satisfied with scraping by
I wasn't satisfied with making do
Everything's disfunctional
Turned me to a raging bull
Big man stress, I couldn't concentrate
Yezzur
Ride around in the night time like I'm Michael Knight call me Knight Rider
Whoo, shit, I just might fly by ya, Skoo, Shit
I, Ride around in
a breaker, not a curser
I'm a leader, not so much a speaker
Call me fast 'cause you know that I'm a lurcher
Call me seagull 'cause you know I always perch up
you'd expect to be walking alone
Far too beautiful and intelligent
Not to have someone to call her own
By circumstance, there is no choice
She does
executive area
Acting like they don't see me, standin in front of me
Walkin by me three or four times
Showin me views of they Victoria Secret thongs, tryin
just can't mack me
I'm off of Gin and Juice
Don't even introduce
If you ain't fucking back up cause I'm free to choose
I want some pussy that could
things they still ain't even thought of yet
A good homie is hard to come by
But most times you get done by the ones you trust most
So, I gotta
Hello, This is a prepaid debit call from
"Aisha Johnson"
An inmate at the cook county department of corrections
To accept this call press zero
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