Yeah

It’s Ruger

Free All My **** Locked Down In Them Cells

Yeah

Free My Motherfucking Momma

Yeah

First Things First, Free My Momma Out That Prison

Push That Pedal To The Medal, Got The keys in the ignition, I never been a hero, all my life I been a villain, it’s tatted on my flesh, I’m full of motive and ambition, these hoes was on my dick before I ever had the vision, I hit em from the back, I fuck these hoes into submission, a lot of **** hating but I keep some Ammunition, and I’m load, load, loaded up cause you **** suspicious, bitch I’m on my mother fucking grind, and I ain’t stopping, bad bitch, met her in Vegas, but she from Compton, **** know What’s Up with me, double cup my cup of tea, chilling with two bitches from New York, We at the doubletree, big backwood full of super silver haze, styrofoam cup, Ciroc with peach and lemonade, I’m just tryna chill bitch I ain’t playing, emotion running through me, I can feel it in my veins, I’m just saying, man I love all of my ****, imma ride, I lost a couple **** it’s saddens me that they died, Imma ride, through every situation and struggle bitch I survived

Last Night Was A Blur,Ion Remember Much,But Reaching Up Her Skirt,Shit I'm The **** That Was Gifted With This Curse,That Drank Ah Have A **** Thinking Bout His Birth

Shit My Cup Kinda Special,I Fucked Around and Left My Condoms On The Dresser,But Fuck It I'mma Go And Raw Dog This Bitch,She A Freak She Kept My Paw Prints And Shit,Bitch Imma

Mother Fucking Dog Hoe,I'm Off The Leash, and I'mma Beast You Feel This Fog Hoe,I'm Bout To Leap,And Halfway Sleep,I'm Like A Frog Hoe,I Wanna Creep,But Bitch I'm Geeked, I Smoked A Log Hoe,That's A Backwood, And Ion Give A Fuck Bitch I'm That Good,This Drank Gone Gone Be The Death Of Me,Professor X Bitch I'm That **** With Telepathy,She In My Ear,And She be talking To Me sexually,Half Of Pint Of Qualitest, **** This Is Not A Threat,Double Cup Is Filled Up To The Brim,So You Ain't Gotta Check,I Been Up For Two Days Straight,Without The Thought Of Getting Rest

Faygo, Fanta ,Sprite, And Coca Cola,Is My Biggest Mess, Backwood Filled With Cookies,I Inhale The Pressure Through My Chess, **** Making Threats,So I Invested In A Bigger Tech, 40 Get To Squeezing,So You Better Get A Bigger Vest,Or I Suggest You Miss With That, lyrically dope as hell, Margiela Coat On Sale, Shit I Just got it,$20,000 Deposits, Buscemi Sneaker I locked it, in my Hood I’m the topic,I’m figuring out the logic

Woah

Yeah It’s Ruger

Emotion

Free My Momma Man

Free All My **** Locked Down Doing That Time

Yeah

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