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Free Time

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Free Time

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I don't know everything I wantShe need time, ohI need time, ohI know that it's realFillin' me in my body, run emotionsI had it on me, ain't know itCan't land in yo' heart like a tokenI'm leavin' scars on yo' body, it ain't no statusWe all undecided, want my attentionThey say topStackin' this money, it grow to galoreDon't want me in Bentley, my inches, and RollsI got problems, I wanted a GhostAll that shit from a child took a tollI be runnin' on time for these hoesShe need time to think and I say, "No"Tell me nobody knowsI don't wanna preach it on my ownYou don't wanna come in, I'm goin' insideI'ma stand on the top and the front where it liesI'ma clean that bitch out like I hit it with TideWe don't need no time to riseWe don't need no one to knowThis shit can't be televisedNeed nothin' but a gun and my bro on sideWon't go on floor from [?] to tonightI be with it, they save in they mind how I get itHe want smoke? It's a go, ain't no waitin', I send itI be on it, I'm pushin' this trey to the limitAin't no tellin', I bet him and wait up in prisonI'ma stretch him and [?] , he tellin' my businessWe connivin' and robbin', ain't changin' my livin'You know how I'm rockin', no floppin' I hit itPussy nigga be hollerin', ain't comin' specificI be runnin', yeahI don't know everything I wantShe need time, ohI need time, ohI know that it's realFillin' me in my body, run emotionsI had it on me, ain't know itCan't land in yo' heart like a tokenI'm leavin' scars on yo' body, it ain't no statusWe all undecided, want my attentionThey say topI got them hitters with me, her friends know we play for keeps (Mm-mm)Let's go find some peace, ride off in the bitch (Uh-huh)Come stakeout with me, I ain't got time to leave (Yeah)I drunk too much lean, I can't feel my feet (Uh, yeah)Check how nigga be drippin', we on 'em, we surfin' in pendants (Yeah, slide)I'm talkin' a lot, I ain't kiddin', you want it, we get up and get it (Yeah)That chopper be poppin', I spit it, I call it, I'm screamin' "good riddance" (Yeah, die)You know that I'm popular, scared that these bitches wanna get in my businessI say that I'm runnin', them hitters be gunnin'I'm droppin' it on 'em, them niggas go underI'ma ride in the black, blowin' loud with the llamaI'm in love with the money, I spend it all summerWhile I run with the sack, I'ma try not to fumbleI'm stay with that pole in the bed like a plumberGet away from her love, I see that it's comin'She be stalkin', she got me, she turn to a hunterI be runnin', yeahI don't know everything I wantShe need time, ohI need time, oh

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