Testo Free Game - Rylo Rodriguez

Free Game - Rylo Rodriguez
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Canzone dall'album: Been One
Nel genere:Рэп и хип-хоп
Data di rilascio:29.06.2023
Limitazioni di età: 18+

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Free Game
Even if we did do it, you knowing I’m still innocent
Brother, he just came home, but I got cases still pending
What you mean you balling?, I can see your jersey getting dingy
Soon as you miss that game-winner, watch them bleachers get empty
Can’t believe we made it
Shots to my dog, see em in Houston when we 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 the field, them niggas Nick Saban
Youngin hit the road, we filled the car up with OGs
I ain’t talking 'bout hood legends, I’m talking 'bout weed
say felons back to back, how you got freed
Can’t believe you went ahead and told us how they got leaked
Same niggas I slept up on the floor with talking 'bout me
Only thing me and these rap niggas got in common
Is that we probably fucked the same hoes
Tecktone you know I wore it first
Then a week later they in the same clothes
I’m spinning a nigga block if I get mad about a post
Trapping ain’t dead you know them baskets got a post
You went and cuffed the same bitch who was had by ya bro
Then you went and fucking everybody, why would I brag about a hoe
I can’t tell my story without putting you in
If I lose sleep 'bout you then I let you win
Just promise me 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 clarity (yeah)
Trying to find a booster who can marry me (yeah)
Wedding at the mall, you can marry me
Kill 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 20 dead niggas in all
Some of their 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 shit out of the wall
I was missing darts thinking 'bout my Auntie, she had diabetes
Used to make me shoot her insulin, and you know I hate needles
Kill one of us, kill one of them, keep going we not even
He took some pills out in his sleep, they say he not breathing
3 zips inside a faygo, caught a splinter from the Draco
I caught a splinter from a micro
Every time she eat steak, she wanted lipo
Done with this model bitch, she just want to post a pic
And you switching teams like Bo Nix
We caught a opp in traffic and he ain’t make it
And something came out
I’m spinning a nigga block if I get mad about a post
Trapping ain’t dead you know them baskets got a post
You went and cuffed the same bitch who was had by ya bro
Then you went and fucking everybody, why would I brag about a hoe
I can’t tell my story without putting you in
If I lose sleep 'bout you then I let you win
Just promise me 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 clarity (yeah)
Trying to find a booster who can marry me (yeah)
Wedding at the mall, you can marry me

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