Free Me

Free Me (Clean) - 42 Dugg

Lyrics by：Anthony Mathis/Dion Hayes

Composed by：Anthony Mathis/Dion Hayes

Antt did the track

Free them boys

Let me show you how life work guns the s**t

BeatGang

Ayy

My youngin caught an L for some makin' that knife work

Why

'Cause ain't no guns in that b***h

I seen a n***a get an L before he got his life

Took an L

I know a n***a got a deal and then he got indicted

Ain't no point in even fightin' Yeah I did that judge

After what happened to doggy b***h I been back thuggin'

I can't really talk on phones just send five of 'em for me

And I ain't puttin' paper on s**t I go handle 'em for me

I'm from the East side look up the street signs we made it

When Rece died I seen the real n***as was fakin'

And I keep five hundred in small bills for Baby

Never turn my back on my brother mama I love you

Half a million on a house Val took care of me

Real n***as winnin' b***h so I took care of the streets

Last of a dyin' breed I still be buyin' lean

I stopped textin' my BM just to let her find peace

Yeah I let my b***h count a half a ticket when she stressed out

N***as know who run the city pick your best five

How the f**k you bust a Richard down with SIs

How much in yeah one point VV

Free them boys d**kie fits all on TV

Always yellin' Free mine never Free me

They need me

Tell her let me make her love me I hate the n***a she f**kin'

Inventory seven hundred I got one on the way

Condo for f**kin' b***hes probably furnished by Baby

See I grew up around killers

Killers

Robbers

Robbers

Jackers

Moonwalkin' 'round this b***h R I P Michael Jackson

I ain't never pay no taxes all I know about is ashin'

Bring the ho up out Samantha I want her to f**k with Tony

Still'll pull up in the zone I ain't squashin' s**t with Cory

What the f**k do y'all be on

I swear I see too many cameras

B***h you know that s**t was bammer turned a model to a dancer

I ain't stoppin' 'til they hear I pop out more than veneers

On the 6 you know it's serious how you know

'Cause b***h I'm here

A lot a money lot of jewelry we ain't trippin' on you period

I let my b***h count a half a ticket when she stressed out

N***as know who run the city pick your best five

How the f**k you bust a Richard down with SIs

How much a yeah one point V V

Free dem boys d**kie fits all on TV

Always yellin' Free mine never Free me

They need me

Tell her let me make her love me I hate the n***a she f**kin'