Free Rio

Lyrics
[Intro] (Okay, yeah, yeah) (Alright, alright, alright) (I just do the devil's work, I'm damned I'm not a Christian) (I done do the devil's work, I'm damned I'm not a Christian) (Damn, alright) [Verse] I done did the devil's work, I'm damned I'm not a Christian Never home to cook and never eat, bring another skillet I can tell you talkin' off of drugs, really, I can feel it AR too big for my coat, I really can't conceal it Oh my god, okay I'ma try to get away with murder, nigga, fuck forensics She done finally let me fuck, know I gotta kill it I'ma put this bitch in her ribs, make her mama feel it (Damn, bitch) (Take this motherfucka' down a notch) I'ma put this bitch in her ribs, make her mama feel it I knew I was gon' do this- I knew I was gon' do this shit hеre, I saw my mama dealin' I think I can't cry no more, I'm runnin' out of feelings I donе spent damn near a stack, I'm runnin' out of flimness I pay to get them tied up, you know I'm with the business I'm not officially a ghetto boy, but I be with them niggas If you ain't got a strap, to me you look suspicious Niggas don't be livin' that shit out, just wanna look the realest We could die if yo' baby mama' looks could kill us They lettin' these pussy niggas roam free And they booked to kill us I know you prolly want to, but too shooked to kill us I hate they gotta see my brother down, I hate losin' niggas Somebody prolly lied if they told you I'm cool with niggas I could use words like a weapon and bruise a nigga You must be similar to gay, tryna prove to niggas I ain't walkin' like you niggas anyway, see, my shoes is different I could go to south beach today, I'd be cool and different We was all on the same path, I was choosin' different [Outro] (Motivator, nigga) (Playin'-) (Talkin' 'bout shit, for real) (Free my brother, nigga) (Ri)
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Credits
- Writers
- Louie Ray