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letra de free s - slim (uk)

free s lyrics
sylar ( on the phone from jail) intro

sylar, se6
the legend, the general, the myth
20 years to a boss ain’t nothing changed
still importing them sticks, still serving them bricks
my lil brother slim still get you pitched
we seven figure n-ggas
we superhero’s in the game and still working

slim chorus
yo i swear i love the come up, (whys that)
cah i swear the other day i was a runner
that sh-t changed rapping, 3 s that’s a whole load of nabbings
and from 13, me i been trapping
don’t mix me with these rappers, my peddle bike broke
now i’m looking at my wrist and my kettle says coke
i ain’t stuck in the hood f-ck that
me? i’m the same little n-gga that got rich of a cunch pack
my sis said she’s proud of the man that i become, same day got grounded found myself up in cunch
that looks like couple g’s when your cooking
and if they’re talking about shows, i told des i need couple g’s for a book in
life lovely
every hour make the phone lines do a monkey
you can do the maths
i told my lil n-ggas f-ck college do the trap
cah we the young n-ggas that did it in the flats
and look i’m only pushing in a german(foreign)
yh i’m still working
i do this for my bros in jail, that’s still serving(3 em)
loose lips sink ships, from 4 stoves i can turn 2 into 6 bricks that’s big flips
you can call me big slim
cah i ain’t little no more
i done 6 for four – o (£40)
and 3 for a score (£20)
i done weeks by the shore
me and glodes took trips, we used to put holes in our kicks real sh-t
chorus
yo i swear i love the come up ( it’s lovely)
cah i swear the other day i was a runner
that sh-t changed rapping, 3 s that’s a whole load of nabbings
and from 13, me i been trapping
don’t mix me with these rappers, my peddle bike broke
now i’m looking at my wrist and my kettle says coke
i ain’t stuck in the hood f-ck that
me? i’m the same little n-gga that got rich of a cunch pack
me i’m the same old kid that done it from a ounce
feds kicked off the door, i was running out the house
now fans runnin me down, i thank god for the change
for the hate i swear i ain’t got the time of the day
cah we did it off 2 phones (2 sims)
yh i hit the strip with 2 o’s(ounce)
and froze off my -rs- cause it was too cold
and that’s a madness ( oh sh-t)
now heated leathers that’s standards
it’s dang weren’t doin bird he’d be trapping
way before rapping i was really lit
i put bricks up in spots that them n-ggas never been
yh i went and took the risk when them n-ggas never did
you should know slim cah that n-gga never slips
3 my n-ggas from the bin, cah i’m still dodging feds
and them man are like 30 and still on the ends
i’m calling that a crisis, we just put a 30 on a lyca and hit the m way and just grinding off
chorus
yo i swear i love the come up, (whys that)
cah i swear the other day i was a runner
that sh-t changed rapping, 3 s that’s a whole load of nabbings
and from 13, me i been trapping
don’t mix me with these rappers, my peddle bike broke
now i’m looking at my wrist and my kettle says coke
i ain’t stuck in the hood f-ck that
me? i’m the same little n-gga that got rich of a cunch pack

- slim uk

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