Free the Bros (Explicit)

Free the Bros (Explicit) - Lil Tjay

Composed by：Tione Merritt

Everything going Gucci see me low

Know the antics free the bro

What's in the world that shit inspiring for me to grow

I know my brodie in the sky and he can see the glow

I know my haters probably mad thinking I would fail

I'm tryna get this legal cash police on my tail

They with the weapon if I'm firing it's Peter Roll

Try bring you with me but it's tiring for me to grow

I know I'm golden couple hate they won't say I'm great

They play it cool up in my face tryna forty-eight

Know they won't judge a nigga bad 'cause the shit I make

Like I ain't get this in my last just to get it straight

Like I ain't never knew the cash was gon' bring this hate

And I ain't never knew the stash was gon' be this great

Imagine I ain't take no action to what escape

When I couldn't even dream a fraction of what I make

Everything going Gucci see me low

Know the antics free the bro

What's in the world that shit inspiring for me to grow

I know my brodie in the sky and he can see the glow

I know my haters probably mad thinking I would fail

I'm tryna get this legal cash police on my tail

They with the weapon if I'm firing it's Peter Roll

Try bring you with me but it's tiring for me to grow

Sons knocks in my feelings what we got

No security ain't searching me we heavy in the spot

Hands on give that nigga surgery I think of it a lot

Better up that shit with urgency you ready or you not?

Tryna run it ain't nun are you dumb? Are you dumb?

The way he disrespected us I bet he gon' get shot

Yeah no fuck who think I'm serious just try us if you curious

And ask the Lord we send him a lot

The street my bestest 'cause I won but it left me numb

And even when that shit was fun that whole shit was dumb

And this ain't no shit from the past that just go away

Forever smoke behind these ashes that's in the tray

I wish I never missed my classes and stayed away

But I heard they don't teach no acid shit anyway

I think I fell in love with money

Still got that lil' hunger in my tummy

Broke low funds I was bummy

Everything going Gucci see me low

Know the antics free the bro

What's in the world that shit inspiring for me to grow

I know my brodie in the sky and he can see the glow

I know my haters probably mad thinking I would fail

I'm tryna get this legal cash police on my tail

They with the weapon if I'm firing it's Peter Roll

Try bring you with me but it's tiring for me to grow