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letra de free time - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
ayy, marc, what it do?
i don’t know everything i want
she need time, oh
i need time, oh
based god

[chorus]
i know that it’s real
fillin’ me in my body, run emotions
i hate on me, ain’t know it
can’t lend them your heart like a token
i’m leavin’ scars on your body, it ain’t no status
we undecided, want my attention, they say top

[verse 1]
stackin’ that money, it grow to galore
don’t want me in bentley, my engines in rolls
i got problems, i wanted it ghost
all that sh-t from a child took a toll
i be runnin’ on time for these hoes
she need time to think and i say, “no”
tell me that n0body knows
i don’t wanna preach it on my own
you don’t wan’ come in, i’m goin’ inside
i’ma stand on the top in the front where it lies
i’ma clean that b-tch out like i hit it with tide
we don’t need no time to rise
we don’t need no one to know, this sh-t can’t be televised
need nothin’ but a gun and my bro on side
we on go, one floor from late tonight
i be with it, they save in they mind how i get it
he want smoke, it’s a go, ain’t no waitin’, i send it
i be on it, i’m pushin’ this trey to the limit
ain’t no tellin’, i bet him then wait up in prison
i’ma stretch him and top, but he tellin’ my business
we connivin’ and robbin’, ain’t changin’ my livin’
n-gga know how i’m rockin’, no floppin’, i hit it
p-ssy n-gga be hollerin’, ain’t comin’ ‘pecific

[chorus]
i be runnin’, yeah
i don’t know everything i want
she need time, oh
i need time, oh
i know that it’s real
fillin’ me in my body, run emotions
i hate on me, ain’t know it
can’t lend them your heart like a token
i’m leavin’ scars on your body, it ain’t no status
we undecided, want my attention, they say top

[verse 2]
i got them hitters with me, her friends know we play for keeps, mmh, mmh
let’s go find some peace, right off in the b-tch, 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 a n-gga be drippin’
we on ’em, we surfin’ in business (yeah, slide)
i’m talkin’ a lot, i ain’t kiddin’
you want it, we get up and get it (yeah, body)
that chopper be poppin’, i spit it
i call it, i’m screamin’, “good riddance” (yeah, die)
you know that i’m poppin’, no sk!llet
these b-tches wan’ get in my business
i say that i’m runnin’, them hitters be gunnin’
i’m droppin’ it on ’em, them n-ggas go under
i’ma ride in the black, blowin’ loud with the llama
i’m in love with that money, i spend it all summer
while i run with the sack, i’ma try not to fumble
i’m stay with that pole in the bed like a plumber
get away from her love, i see that it’s comin’
she be stalkin’, she got me, she turn to a hunter

[outro]
i be runnin’, yeah
i don’t know everything i want
she need time, oh
i need time, oh
ayy, marc, what it do?

- youngboy never broke again

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