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letra de free him - nyny

[intro]
you is outside?
where at?
let me see
i don’t know where outside is
he is outside
flip it, flip the camera
go to that gate right there
i don’t really, ayy
ayy

[chorus]
i don’t really get mad, but i get even
time to run my bag up, it’s that season
b-tches don’t like me, ain’t got no reason
your n-gg- a dog, you better free him

[verse 1]
you worried ’bout me, you better get your check up
if my n-gg- out of line, i gotta see who next up
you ain’t really on my level, b-tch, you better step up
i’m runnin’ to my bag, tryna run the rest up
serious when i’m talkin’, i don’t play around
got that c-cky look but i just to have a frown
need a real n-gg- who i know gon’ hold it down
watch your tone talkin’, you gettin’ way out of bounds
drop my tape, get some bands, that’s the plan now
gotta do sh-t on my own, i ain’t got no handouts
can’t bring you to the shows, you the type to fan out
and these b-tches is my sons, sorta like my fans now
a lot of sh-t up on my mind, it’s getting hard to think
you hoes be sad up, stop hitting me, tryna link
throw y’all in the water, you b-tches, y’all gon’ sink
can’t be friendly with these hoes ’cause they ain’t built like me

[chorus]
i don’t really get mad, but i get even
time to run my bag up, it’s that season
b-tches don’t like me, ain’t got no reason
your n-gg- a dog, you better free him

[verse 2]
your n-gg- a dog, he all up in my dms
and i can tell when you postin’, you ain’t tryna free him
he be lyin’ on the ‘gram too, tryna pretend
actin’ like he in love with you, caption his b-tch a ten
grew up in the game, so this sh-t ain’t new
lot of sh-t y’all don’t see, can’t walk in my shoes
demon n-gg-s, they with me, they ain’t got sh-t to lose
i just walk in the room and these n-gg-s choose
i don’t speak first, that’s my biggest problem
but i don’t like making friends ’cause n-body solid
no n-gg- ran from me, i got my own knowledge
yeah, i’d rather spend yours, but i got my own pockets

[chorus]
i don’t really get mad, but i get even
time to run my bag up, it’s that season
b-tches don’t like me, ain’t got no reason
your n-gg- a dog, you better free him

- nyny

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