Free Game-Rylo Rodriguez

作词 : Rylo Rodriguez 作曲 : Rylo Rodriguez [Intro] (Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy) [Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez] Even if we did do it, y'all know that I'm still innocent Brother, he just came home, but I got cases still pending What you mean you ballin? I could see your Jordans gettin' dingy Soon as you miss that game-winner, watch them bleachers get empty Can't believe we made it Talk to my dog, say he movin' Houston soon as he leave Vegas And I got bros who locked up waiting to get reinstated Them boys ain't never been in the field, them niggas Skip Bayless Them boys ain't never been in thе field, them niggas Nick Saban Youngin hit the road, hе filled the car up with OG I ain't talking 'bout hood legends, I'm talking 'bout ** Class A felonies back to back, so how you got free? Can't believe you went ahead and told, that's how they got leads Same niggas I slept up on the floor with talking 'bout me Only thing me and these rap niggas got in common Is we probably **ed the same hoes Tecktone you know I wore it first Then a week later, they in the same clothes [Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez] Spin a nigga's block if I get mad about a post Trappin' ain't dead, you know them bags just gotta post em' You went and cuffed the same *** who was had by your bro These women **in' everybody, why would I brag about a ho? I can't tell my story without putting you in If I lose sleep 'bout you, then I let you win Just promise you won't storm out if I let you in Put ice inside my double cup (Yeah) I'm putting diamonds in a double cup (Yeah) Pouring Wock' on your clarity (Yeah) Trying to find a booster who can marry me Wedding at the mall, you can marry me (Yeah) [Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez] Killed his opp, 'fore his next win it's starting to feel like a loss His mama hate him, sister hate him too, 'cause they keep spinning the house And I probably got over like twenty dead niggas in all Some of they contacts in my phone, sometimes I give 'em a call I was talking to Duke, he in the county, I ain't seen him in a while Jail phone got him wanting to rip that ** out of the wall I was missing Doris, thinking 'bout my auntie, she had diabetes Used to make me shoot her insulin even though I hate needles Kill one of us, kill one of them, keep goin', we not even He took some pills, died in his sleep, they say he not breathing Three zips inside a Faygo, caught a splinter from the Draco I caught a splinter from a micro Every time she eat steak, she want a lipo Done with this model ***, she just want to post a pic And you switching teams like Bo Nix We caught an opp in traffic, he ain't make it Like something came up [Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez] Spin a nigga's block if I get mad about a post Trappin' ain't dead, you know them bags just gotta post em' You went and cuffed the same *** who was had by your bro These women **in' everybody, why would I brag about a ho? I can't tell my story without putting you in If I lose sleep 'bout you, then I let you win Just promise you won't storm out if I let you in Put ice inside my double cup (Yeah) I'm putting diamonds in a double cup (Yeah) Pouring Wock' on your clarity (Yeah) Trying to find a booster who can marry me Wedding at the mall, you can marry me (Yeah) [Outro: Rylo Rodriguez, Big Moe, & Ronetta Spencer] Woah-woah, woah, woah Woah-woah, woah, woah It was hard, momma saw me with a case of **ing And promethazine, now I'm the **ing fiend And my team was the coldest, everyday we rolled thick Niggas and hoes on dick because we're Screwed Up Click And I'm the It's the Barre Baby (Barre Baby), the Barre Baby The M-O-E from the S-U-C It's the Barre Baby (Baby), the Barre Baby (Baby) I got the whole wide world sippin' drank with me It's the Barre Baby (Barre Baby), the Barre Baby The M-O-E from the S-U-C It's the Barre Baby (Baby), the Barre Baby (Baby) I got the whole wide world sippin' drank with me