Tre$o - Rent Free

Look aye
Young nigga in charge, I feel like a captain
Fuck all that internet, internet chatting
Imma just block him, then I blast it
Aye free my uncle yea OG a savage
Shout out the haters cause they wake me up
In the back of yo mind, i'm here running it up
Rent free, stacking my money might cop me a Bentley
Stay mad nigga stay in envy
Man I just can't lose
I paid my price, did you pay your dues
Got a new Glock 30, knock a nigga out his shoes
Aye free my Glock 30 he put nigga on the news
Tell em i'm built different, I don't even bruise
Got my foot up on the gas, Nigga I don't even cruise
Got my shawty ex mad
She ain't checking on you
Why you checking on me
Send the drop, let me cool aye
Nigga im smooth, LL Cool J
I get him smoked like a JUUL
I don't play by the rules
Let you play Russian Roulette
Hoe i'm geeked up, fuck a fool
These niggas Omar Epps in In Too Deep
I ain't fucking with you niggas, I know y'all the police
You know I tried to tell em imma whole different breed
Crazy, when I see red i'm on go like it's green
You a pussy ass nigga, I can smell it in your flesh
Im smoking Runtz, you can smell it on my breath
Oh you got some shit to say
You should get it off your chest
Don't you get to talking wild because you gone need a vest
He got so many flows
Write his ass a check
Oh it's off of the dome, now they really impressed
All off of a song, she not tryna text
She tugging the Balmain's, give me neck
And this to all the busters who was with me and then fucked my trust up
I think you already know you fucked up
I think you already know it's up bruh
This one for all of em watching, they hating, plotting tryna get at me
You won't get no love
31st of October, you ghost bruh
Tryna Snapchat the beef
Yeah it's Tre$o, I lay low, pop out like a G yea ya dig
Young nigga in charge, I feel like a captain
Fuck all that internet, internet chatting
Imma just block him, then I blast it
Aye free my uncle yea OG a savage
Shout out the haters cause they wake me up
In the back of yo mind, i'm here running it up
Rent free, stacking my money might cop me a Bentley
Stay mad nigga stay in envy
Man I just can't lose
I paid my price, did you pay your dues
Got a new Glock 30, knock a nigga out his shoes
Aye free my Glock 30 he put nigga on the news
Tell em i'm built different, I don't even bruise
Got my foot up on the gas, Nigga I don't even cruise
Got my shawty ex mad
She ain't checking on you
Why you checking on me
Send the drop, let me cool aye

Written by:
Chris Mitchell

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