T.Y the Truth & QV - Gotta Get It Gon'

Gotta get the free going
The breeze comes
The trees grown
Let the air hit the leaves through
The sun in the sand oh
Gotta get the free going
The breeze comes
The trees grown
Let the air hit the leaves through
The sun in the sand oh
Gotta get the free going
The breeze comes
The trees grown
Let the air hit the leaves through
The sun in the sand oh
Fruits of the labor they taking a fall
To plenish and render
With no one to call
I’m breaking the codes
Like the beats all gone savage
You're losing defeat
The time never mattered
These rings over Saturn
The prequel could plight
Revolution not televised
All they do is tell you lie
And leave with the fallout
Don’t call back the soul let the beats
Go through you
Hit release
All systems go
The system is bumping
We hit em to Mars
Nah we took em to Mars
Yeah we took em there bitch
Hitting on release
Like you going off your feet
Don't be talking down on me
Don't you never move and beat
Said moving on release
Don't take em down on me
Go
Imagine the outcome
Yell fuck all the stars
Imagine the highlights
The reels is so hard
The trees grown
The breeze blows
We did it in parts
The trees grown
The breeze blows
We did it in parts
Imagine the outcome
Yell fuck all the stars
Imagine the highlights
The reel is so hard
The trees grown
The breeze blows
We did it in parts
Imagine the outcome
Yell fuck all the stars
Tell em' Vincent
Gotta get the free going
The breeze comes
The trees grown
Let the air hit the leaves through
The sun in the sand oh
Gotta get the free going
The breeze comes
The trees grown
Let the air hit the leaves through
The sun in the sand oh
Gotta get the free going
The breeze comes
The trees grown
Let the air hit the leaves through
The sun in the sand oh

Written by:
Tyler Gildersleeve, Vincent Gallo

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