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๐Ÿ‘ค Gmk โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Born To Be Free โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 1:55
๐ŸŽต 1843 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:55 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 14000173

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

I get on the mic
I get on the mic, nigga don't know what (you know, you play too much)
But I just let my soul bleed on the track
Hey now, listen though, don't ever leave me
And don't deceive me (turn it up, yes sir, Ski)

I'm tired of playing games, lonely in that bus
It feel like everything fading, oh-oh (feel like everything fading)
Don't tell me lies and let my feelings grow
Just tell me if you finna go, baby
And I'll let you leave
Because I love you like I made you
I could never hate you
But don't run back when all my troubles gone
Just be that bitch who got my back pick up the telephone
I'm sorry if I call, collect they found another gun

Them crackers got us on that gang list
They know how we talk, that be that slang, that be that gang shit
Bitch, I bet I leave with every nigga that I came with
They say I'm gon' die behind these niggas that I hang with

But that's alright
Big dawg and I don't bark, baby, I'm all bite
I hope you see me touch a million, that's a hell of a sight
Two pretty bitches and a Perky, that's a hell of a night
Incarceration taught me patience, yeah

That nigga say his grandma do voodoo, but he ain't Haitian
I'm in my cell, I'm sharpening my woolie on the pavement
I'm praying for the best but for the worst, I make arrangements
Please, don't get fucked over, yeah, we Ahki but we dangerous

Oh-oh, and my bitch'll say the same thing, yeah
Promote the violence through the sign out that chain gang

I'm tired of playing games, lonely in that bus
It feel like everything fading, oh-oh
Don't tell me lies and let my feelings grow
Just tell me if you finna go, baby
And I'll let you leave
Because I love you like I made you
I could never hate you
But don't run back when all my troubles gone
Just be that bitch who got my back, pick up the telephone
I'm sorry if I call, collect they found another gun

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.19] I get on the mic
[00:00.77] I get on the mic, nigga don't know what (you know, you play too much)
[00:03.38] But I just let my soul bleed on the track
[00:05.48] Hey now, listen though, don't ever leave me
[00:08.51] And don't deceive me (turn it up, yes sir, Ski)
[00:11.03] I'm tired of playing games, lonely in that bus
[00:13.57] It feel like everything fading, oh-oh (feel like everything fading)
[00:16.36] Don't tell me lies and let my feelings grow
[00:18.86] Just tell me if you finna go, baby
[00:21.01] And I'll let you leave
[00:22.34] Because I love you like I made you
[00:24.02] I could never hate you
[00:25.67] But don't run back when all my troubles gone
[00:27.81] Just be that bitch who got my back pick up the telephone
[00:30.75] I'm sorry if I call, collect they found another gun
[00:33.88] Them crackers got us on that gang list
[00:35.73] They know how we talk, that be that slang, that be that gang shit
[00:38.79] Bitch, I bet I leave with every nigga that I came with
[00:41.65] They say I'm gon' die behind these niggas that I hang with
[00:45.86] But that's alright
[00:47.11] Big dawg and I don't bark, baby, I'm all bite
[00:49.88] I hope you see me touch a million, that's a hell of a sight
[00:52.67] Two pretty bitches and a Perky, that's a hell of a night
[00:55.69] Incarceration taught me patience, yeah
[00:58.71] That nigga say his grandma do voodoo, but he ain't Haitian
[01:01.90] I'm in my cell, I'm sharpening my woolie on the pavement
[01:04.82] I'm praying for the best but for the worst, I make arrangements
[01:07.79] Please, don't get fucked over, yeah, we Ahki but we dangerous
[01:11.06] Oh-oh, and my bitch'll say the same thing, yeah
[01:16.62] Promote the violence through the sign out that chain gang
[01:21.43] I'm tired of playing games, lonely in that bus
[01:23.65] It feel like everything fading, oh-oh
[01:26.50] Don't tell me lies and let my feelings grow
[01:28.91] Just tell me if you finna go, baby
[01:31.24] And I'll let you leave
[01:32.40] Because I love you like I made you
[01:34.44] I could never hate you
[01:35.82] But don't run back when all my troubles gone
[01:38.17] Just be that bitch who got my back, pick up the telephone
[01:40.91] I'm sorry if I call, collect they found another gun
[01:44.43]

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