Free The Men

Album cover art for "Free The Men" by Nicholas Craven & Dark Lo

Nicholas Craven & Dark Lo - Rap

Free The Men

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Duration: 3:25

Lyrics

[Intro] *dog barking* Good girl [Verse] DAMN! Been another solar system Ain't shit changed, but niggas can't predict him Nigga talking tough and then he played the victim Get 'em, girl, sick 'em, fuck a gun, we fist him Pistol banger Gold mine, small town, I'll Pistolvania Lil' bitch tried to line me and I ain't blame her My lil' bitch kill shit, I might bring her, the clip was a beamer Fuck the cops, we're open, shoot you all in open You're moving off of motions, now you're laying motionless Slide up on you like lotion, bitch DA gave me six, my lawyer filed the motion, bitch I'm Rondo with the launcher, or I'm [?] The four pound, it was a pocket rocket, and I don't eat no lobsters Niggas scavengers, I had the steak with the vodka Break you off proper, cookie got me Big Poppa Bagging dope, my nose leaking like the coffee brewer And I got on gloves, the shit leaked right through 'em Broad day, I blew him, then I never knew him Ooh, got some white girl, I'm 'bout to prostitute her I'll get you situated, I'm shining like I'm nickel plated I'll get you affiliated, you're mines if you missed a payment I'll get you activated, we're laying back in Philly from Vegas Up close, headshots, y'all niggas is leggers If you fall, I got you logged, nigga, fuck the law Trial starting in the fall, they spankin' inshallah You would've thought it was Meek Mill, they see Lo at the mall Me and my sully playing casino, we scraped our name in the wall You's a bitch, dog, I'm big dog Oh you niggas want smoke, I'm thick fog I gave you classic after classic, check my catalogs I hate to brag and all, off of Perc, no Adderall Still taste the actavis, mean I miss the bitch Niggas rapping and they're capping, they don't be into shit Feds on my every move, I don't be doing shit My shooter, he still shooting on some [?] shit You goofy smiling, I'm root canaling I'm just getting warm, they had threw the towel in He got excuse and sad song, where's the violin? Block party having fun, now here come the violence I'm knee deep in, I need sleeping Bagging dope a day straight, we was at the sleep in Wrap a body, dump the shit in the deep end I can't keep my heat in, wrap you like the sheets in Shit amazing every time I link with Craven Hotter than Satan, hide the work in the basement Damn, where my case went? Lawyer full of confidence when he faced the bench Money stashed for a rainy day, now it's making sense

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Credits

Writers
  • Dark Lo
  • Nicholas Craven