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Carefree

Rini25 Mei 2017

Lirik Carefree

Thrift shop boys, clothe picking like slavery

Thirty-five millimetre that's how it's suppose to be

Rooftop chillin time killin watchin sunsets

Boom box Arizona Aux cassette on tape deck

We got our paint up on our walls

Catch your homies when they fall

Sneakin in to all these concerts

Drunk fools up on the floor

I got some dirty working pants

Paint splattered on my hands

Steady working off my ass saving for the future plans

Cruisin with no fears, drinking while he steers, got the homies in the Back seat never let this end, we got the Christ around our necks

Mama wait a sec, working, grinding, cooking up without no dirty specs

We got the 09Mazda 3, freestyles on the beat

Yeah, we always keep it fresh with them new kicks on our feet

Cause we soaring like a rocket, got mullah in our pockets so call up all your homies cause we about to kick it

Living life being carefree, focus on you, you focus on me

With my team you can't compete, causing good vibes while keeping the peace

I need me a piece of that aspiration, lacking confidence I'm hesitating

Your heart and mind I see separation, no change ain't easy but you gotta make it

Cutie, cutie with the fat ass booty, don't mean to interrupt but I'm a little choosy yeah, So I pick you and if you pick me then so will my chill crew

Going for long as drives, never leave no homies behind, gonna never stand in line now watch your street we stealing signs

Bridge:

Always be pulling them triggers just to get us everywhere

Driving and shooting and balling knowing that my crew is there

Flying to the stars, crashing all these cars

Always be fighting with your friends seeing who got them bars

Cruisin with no fears, drinking while he steers, got the homies in the Back seat never let this end, we got the Christ around our necks

Mama wait a sec, working, grinding, cooking up without no dirty specs

We got the 09Mazda 3, freestyles on the beat

Yeah, we always keep it fresh with them new kicks on our feet

Cause we soaring like a rocket, got mullah in our pockets so call up all your homies cause we about to kick it

Outro:

All my homies drive we be after dark cruisin

Don't dare break my chain, either win it or you lose it

Crew on my back like my Jansport baby

 

Everything good everything good, gravy