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free time - 3200 tre lyrics

[intro]
it’s thirty, come on, sav (ooh, sav k!lled it)
f*ck you doin’?

[verse]
hmm, i don’t sell ‘bows no more, but it’s a lot around
they know i’m here, it get loud outside when i’m in town, hmm
i just get my point across, i don’t think i got a style, hmm
i just get high and speak my mind, i’m not gon’ jot it down
hmm, you see me out, i’m hittin’ plays, i don’t be drivin’ ’round
it ain’t surprisin’ i drink don ’cause i’m my mama child, hmm
i ain’t got to sell rocks no more, right now i’m rockin’ crowds
you not my type of n*gga ’til you put a body down
or get your paper straight, hmm
i ain’t never met lebron, but i done served twenty*three headies where the lakers play
huh, what you got ain’t motion unless you lit in every state, hmm
the first million that you get ain’t еnough, you need a second plate, hmm
i roll up three*five, hmm
i don’t think shе bad, she just light*skin with some ass, she just seem fine
i’ma find some act’ and i drink it, i’ma keep mines
my card one of the greatest pieces, it don’t decline, hmm
i like to make my songs short, so you can rewind
hmm, i like to work all day long, i don’t get free time
hmm, boy, i got a wife at home, don’t think a freak mines
lil’ bro don’t know what he wearin’, he think a c lyin’
i don’t know what n*ggas want from me
i had a hard time bein’ broke, it wasn’t a joke to me, hmm
i know this sh*t not everything, but i just want money, hmm
the only time my phone ring is when they want somethin’
right now my door kinda squeaky, i gotta grease it
i’m tryna see who got they glock, let’s have a heat check
huh, you can’t just ball when you got it, go play some defense
huh, n*ggas rappin’ like they thirty, call ’em three tenths
or call ’em three 10’s, i got some pink 10’s
i can do this sh*t everyday, not just the weekends
play with that bread, you’ll get boxed up like some wheat thins
i done stand on so much sh*t, my calves strong, b*tch, you got weak shins
only thing my kitchen don’t got is cabinets
if i feel like it was important, i’d had ’em
hmm, he think ’cause he placed the order, now he havin’
n*gga, you out here sellin’ quarters, stop the cappin’
hmm, i never ask him sh*t, i gotta bag to get
his wasn’t around, so he look at me like a dad and sh*t
hmm, before the rap, i was out lookin’ for a tag to rip
you ain’t buy the sh*t, you gave the money to her, so you half a trick
before you say my name inside a song, go get your scale dirty
drop a diss at noon, i bet they find you dead before 12:30
all i got is dog, weed and lean, i don’t sell perkies
you can’t pay to be apart of this team, we don’t sell jerseys
while i’m out hittin’ plays, you at the crib waitin’ on the mail person
don’t ask me why i go to sleep at 9, b*tch, that’s my jail curfew
they tried to tell me i ain’t go enough, so i’ma sell church’s
it’s really n*ggas givin’ up they information, they think 12 workin’
[outro]
come on, n*gga
real money counter, m.i.n.e. sh*t, b*tch
it’s thirty

- 3200 tre lyrics

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