SET ME FREE

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Mine is only, give me a sign for you.

-Mine is only, give me a sign for you.

-Rude boy, let me slap them again, wrap them again. I ain't living back in the ends, chatting up like you, man.

A bag with a French stamp on your head. How you gonna run when you're dead?

'Cause my baddies want me to go Camden again, but I'm in Japan, in a Hampton again.

How you gonna find someone this handsome again? Or let your ex hold you for ransom again?

How? You ain't down for the action again.

The way I live is a dream like I ask to be dead. Too many men have never been slapped in the head.

I see patterns all the time like I'm tapped in the head. So stop with the ampin' again.

Amp up, I'ma -have to do the mad ting again. -Yes.

I can't help it, blud, I'm not normal. At least I don't make music that's awful.

-Right.

-I wanna dive in the pussy, no snorkel, like it's an interdimensional portal. I'm a top shot microphone carrier.

I've got baddies that live in Antalya. Fuck it, I'll fuck around and marry her.

I've gotta make sure I don't go mallia. Anywhere I go, fuck a language barrier.

Still no ways to make a life happier. Bad man are going up, not down anymore.

Not everyone stays -when you're down on the floor. -Okay.

I ain't acting like a clown anymore.

I make her ass clap like a round of -applause. -Yeah.

Down for the what? Down for the cause. The devil rang me, I never shout him before.

Blowing up, not stressing 'bout how anymore.

I can tell that the niggas ain't down for the war. Bad man are going up, not down anymore.

Not everyone stays when -you're down on the floor. -Yeah.

I ain't acting like a clown anymore.

I make her ass clap like a round of applause. Down for the what? Down for the cause.

The devil rang me, I never shout him before. Blowing up, not stressing 'bout how anymore.

I can tell that the niggas ain't down for the war.

My brother, let me dun them again, son them again, take over London again. Start cutting bare shots like Gundam again.

Old versions of -me can't run them again. -Yeah.

Chatting up like you're skunked to the head.

Pretty gyal wanna wine in the function again. SV are just ride for the junction again.

Asian gyal want a Black -husband again. -All right, all right.

These man ain't jumping again. Jump up, then it's not a new love ting again.

-Yeah. -I can't help it, blud, I don't rate them.

These vibrations here, you can't make them.

They see everything with a fake lens. Fuck a fake bitch, fuck a fake friend.

-Yeah. -I care about the money and the cake then.

Give a gyal an inch but she really wanna take nine.

Bad man are going up, not down anymore. Not everyone stays when you're down on the floor.

-Okay. -I ain't acting like a clown anymore.

I make her ass clap like a round of applause.

-Yeah. -Down for the what? Down for the cause.

The devil rang me, I never shout him before.

Blowing up, not stressing 'bout how anymore. I can tell that the niggas ain't down for the war.

Bad man are going up, not down anymore. Not everyone stays when you're down on the floor.

-Yeah. -I ain't acting like a clown anymore.

I make her ass clap like a round of applause. Down for the what?

Down for the cause. The devil rang me, I never shout him before.

Blowing up, not stressing 'bout how anymore. I can tell that the niggas ain't down for the war.

Yahweh set me free, show who I can be. Please forgive me, 'cause this isn't me.

Seen so many flaws in my personality. Like life is a game in virtuality.

Yahweh set me free, show who I can be. Please forgive me, 'cause this isn't me.

Seen so many flaws in my personality. Like life is a game in virtuality.