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pure money t - not playing (#freer) lyrics

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t+raw (hook)
first off, man
free r
my n+gga in the pin but my n+gga running yards
jury said he did but he ain’t do nothing wrong
so i got to keep on grinding till my n+gga out them bars
second off, my n+ggas ain’t playing
quick to get a n+gga gone if he write a statement
my n+ggas stay straight while y’all n+ggas lane changing
my and my n+ggas not playing about our payments

t+raw(verse)
my payments don’t say pending
i can’t having money waiting
stole the whip clean the plates
i just got to repaint it
run off with my sh+t
this n+gga think i’m playing
just don’t be mad when i come back with the beam
like i’m super sayian
blacked out whip n+gga
i don’t think you notice
imma call reggie if this n+gga think we playing
we got to blow this

lil reggie (verse)
i hit em with that taser
big bro with that laser
boss moves lil n+gga, i’m walking like the major
all these drugs lil n+gga
i’m down here in frazier
bad b+tch with me n+gga
i might have to k er
broke n+gga, i might have to save her
bad b+tch with me n+gga
i might have to k er
ice on my wrist, buffs on my nose
b+tch really icy
that b+tch really froze
im trying to f+ck some twins thats the mof+cking clones
little, that the mof+cking clones
i was og lil n+gga
i was on f+cking tether
ice really frozen like the mof+cking weather
b+tch and i walk in like the major
had your b+tch aurguring
yeah she mof+cking playing

we all bout our chicken this ain’t a f+cking game
with a bad b+tch lil n+gga, yeah i’m about to get the brain
you a p+ssy
you a mof+cking lame
that’s my side b+tch, i think thats your main
you a p+ssy, yeah imma bout to f+ck your f+cking momma
come up to your f+cking crib, with that f+cking lamma
send out 40 f+cking shots
a n+gga got that drop
probation n+gga so im smoking on that drop

t+raw (hook/ verse)
first off, man
free r
my n+gga in the pin but my n+gga running yards
second off, my n+ggas ain’t playing
f+ck around leave your block have ya’ll n+gga praying
you best not have us waiting
you better not be delegating
cuz my chopper shoots fast like their no hesitation
do you get the message or you need a presentation
slide down you block with the chop, annihilation

young n+gga growing up i had big dream
runing with sticks and my dogs no spit screens
i don’t mean to alarm
but if a n+gga own me green
he about to get his top red
(like he work for state farm)
when it comes to money, you know we ain’t playing
i don’t know why she brought a bag
she know she ain’t staying
hold a hunnid of my feet 200 for replacements
you a broke ass n+gga, you can’t afford these laces
20 k on a lawyer, you can’t afford these cases
my n+gga dropped that fire so i better f+ck this booth up
chilling in your whip, me and my mans shoot that coupe up
me and my mans shoot that coupe up

lived through the lows, i’m trying to get high tho
they say it is but it ain’t right tho
dog first offense and they trying to give him life
im not playing, i think about it everynight
free r
lil reggie (close)
bro i was {?} lil n+gga, yeah i’m whipping that chevy
grew up lil n+gga, now i’m whipping in that bently
i ain’t sipping on that bottle unless that b+tch says its henny
got that f+cking money n+gga yeah i got f+cking plenty



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