Free Time

By Cascio

On Gravity

Released on January 11, 2019

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[Intro]

Pull up to the scene, so clean, with a bad bitch on each side, Amiri on the jeans, each side, each side, each side, yeah, yeah, yeah


[Chorus]

Pull up to the scene, so clean, with a bad bitch on each side

Amiri on the jeans, what you mean? Nigga, we don't do Levi's

Came from the streets, know me, so I wonder what it'd be like

I wonder what it'd be like, gettin' money in my free time

Had to go out and get it, you don't wanna get left behind

You can only live once, you can never get a rewind

Niggas front for a view, we don't do that on the Eastside


[Verse 1]

I [?] and we all straight

Came a long way from the hallway

Used to have the block work all day

Now I rock Supreme with the Balmain

Hit the right licks for the wrong things

Makin' good money, made it the wrong way

Niggas all talk 'cause they all lame

I don't give a fuck what they all say

Everybody talk 'bout the block life, but all you could tell me is what it's not like

Used to wake up like this is not life

It's hard to live good when your pockets not right

No food in the fridge, I couldn't shop right

[?] if I should go and live a high life

Runnin' down on niggas at the stop light

But everything changed soon as I got right


[Chorus]

Pull up to the scene, so clean, with a bad bitch on each side

Amiri on the jeans, what you mean? Nigga, we don't do Levi's

Came from the streets, know me, so I wonder what it'd be like

I wonder what it'd be like, gettin' money in my free time

Had to go out and get it, you don't wanna get left behind

You can only live once, you can never get a rewind

Niggas front for a view, we don't do that on the Eastside


[Verse 2]

Shawty on the left, shawty on the right, it's what a nigga like, oh yeah

Forty on the necklace, young and living reckless

Rose for breakfast, oh yeah

I been gettin' everything I dreamed of

No more grinding for the re-up

Finally, the whole damn team up

Married to the game, no pre-nup

Ballin' just because I done had enough

I need my jeans stuffed with hundreds and fifties and twenties, I don't even want 'em

Stack them shits up and give that to my brothers

Half of it all going straight to my mother

Them bitches that play me, they ain't gettin' nothing, I dub 'em


[Chorus]

Pull up to the scene, so clean, with a bad bitch on each side

Amiri on the jeans, what you mean? Nigga, we don't do Levi's

Came from the streets, know me, so I wonder what it'd be like

I wonder what it'd be like, gettin' money in my free time

Had to go out and get it, you don't wanna get left behind

You can only live once, you can never get a rewind

Niggas front for a view, we don't do that on the Eastside