Free Dem Boyz Pt 2 Lyrics – 42 Dugg
Singer: 42 Dugg
Title: Free Dem Boyz Pt 2
Free them boys, free them boys forever
(Section 8 just straight cooked this m#th*rf#ck*r up)
My lil’ brother like eight [?], he ten [?]
Got one-fifty on 8 Mile
My dirtbike’s on 10 Mile, no friends now
Problems, I let them kill me
Clap one time y’all feel me (b#tch)
Clap one time y’all hear me (b#tch)
Clap one time you filthy (Rich)
Bag touched down at sixty
Back on [?] with a [?]
b#tch, watch me climb from the bottom
Ion’t wanna f#ck, I’m f#cked up
Ayy, if you ain’t f#cked them, you f#cked us
Five hundred thousand made off YouTube
Whole gang get a chain, on 42
Made lil’ youngins with a name, gon’ blow too
Arguin’ with the [?], graduate school
I keep tellin’ Quez, “n#gg#, you don’t want it like me”
“Want a Trackhawk? Get you one like me”
I been missin’ Lou since 2019
’21 coupe, this is not a ’19
And life been crazy, I ain’t seen my baby
Said I have money, b#tch prolly still hatin’
Ayy, momma, I miss you, in here with these pictures
Gettin’ far from rap, gettin’ closer to the kitchen
Still f#ck these n#gg#s, all about my gang
Still on Dugg, gon’ be hard for me to change
“Ion’t f#ck with Dugg,” n#gg# know that sh#t was lame
They gon’ speak about it though
Tell she been f#ckin’ by the sneakers by the door
I ain’t thinkin’ about a ho, got the bag and the cash
‘Cept my bud, thirty-eight for the grass
‘Cept my Bloods, whole team full of rats
Better have a camera, n#gg#, talkin’ ’bout pressin’
These hoes messy, can’t trust sh#t, I f#ck a b#tch bestie
Still on the six-five, down to the seven
Big #ss crib, me and [?] used to get it
f#ck around and lose service, I ain’t chillin’, I’m servin’
Steady sippin’ on syrup, reason I move slow
Put that on my son, fentanyl, then I go
Feel off twice, got back off dope
Done doin’ life, can’t wait to come home
n#gg#s ain’t with me, do this sh#t on my own
Correct me if I’m wrong but it’s f#ck n#gg#s
‘Cause [?] home [?] was up with ’em
RIC happy I made it, I can tell
Back home from a L
Still free Nell, still free Merey
When they’re hatin’, I love it
My uncle, n#gg#, and my brothers
We made it, b#tch, used to struggle
Now it’s f#ck, now whenever that bag touch
Shoot for every day, for like nine months
I’m grateful, doggy, I ain’t had nothin’
Put all out, I won’t have nothin’
This Louis here and these Mike’s
Them thirty pointers on my whites
She f#ck good but I’m scared
Maybe ’cause I still remember Paris
That was our b#tch, now she theirs
I ain’t trippin’ on sh#t though, she a big ho
Ride ’21 Track’ with the tint on
Y’all the type of n#gg#s I sh#t on
Still big 4’s, free them boys
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