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      No Such Thing As Free

      Yelawolf

      Album: Trunk Muzik 3

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      [Intro: Caskey]
      Uh, peep me in a Jeep two deep
      It's just me and my heat, y'all wanna take anything, leave boy sleep
      No such thing as free, uh
      Folk act tough but they ain't got shit on me (Woo)
      Rappers all good but they ain't got shit on me
      
      [Chorus: Caskey]
      Trunk Muzik
      Shit, you can bump to it
      Pour a lil' up to it
      Try me one time and you can't undo it
      They ain't got shit on me
      Trunk Muzik, huh
      Rappers all good but they ain't got shit on me
      
      [Interlude]
      Motherfuckers need to quit talking all that crazy shit
      How much girls, drugs they got
      Give a fuck about none of that shit
      
      [Verse 1: Caskey]
      Ayy, I don't care how much dope you sellin'
      You should care more about the hoes that you tellin'
      Dirt, leather soft, I'm reppin'
      Always gotta ride with a weapon
      Spent too much time outside with the felons
      Daddy was an outlaw, ride with the eightball
      Guns in the ride, we ain't talking 'bout paintball
      Don't mean I won't get in the paint
      Know last rapper that I came for got mangled (Got mangled)
      Left him bloody in the streets, paramedic company
      That's a pair of scary crackers, your cup of tea
      Cunt, you were smiling, try not fuck with me, yeah
      Yelawolf, black sheep, blacking out on sleep
      Blackout curtains for the heat
      Black is what is underneath
      Try to come swim with the shark but the water is getting too deep
      And I gotta get in my feast
      I get ahead of myself when I talk about y'all
      Like you know I got the skill to compete
      Still I don't miss a beat, riding with Pistol Pete
      Two felonies and a misdeme'
      Study the folks who tried me before you
      'Cause like them you gonna be history
      
      [Chorus: Caskey]
      Trunk Muzik
      Shit, you can bump to it
      Pour a lil' up to it
      Try me one time and you can't undo it
      No such thing as free, uh
      Trunk Muzik, uh
      Rappers all cool but they ain't got shit on me
      
      [Interlude: Doobie]
      But they ain't got shit on Doobie!
      
      [Verse 2: Doobie]
      Peep me in my bag like a basket of Peeps
      Off of cocaine and an Advil relief
      Y'all cannot fool me, boy, I laugh to the bank
      I'm the shit with the stain
      Ridin' around in a tank in a tanktop
      Knife on my leg, hoping one of y'all namedrop
      Fuck what you heard, we them boys and you ain't hot
      Fuck what you heard, we them boys and you ain't hot
      Watch 'em pop up out the blue, that's a Percocet
      Tryna stay cool but it's hot in this turtleneck, ooh
      I hurdle a herd of sheep in my sleep
      Before I woke up in bed, I took a leak
      Bedwetter, trendsetter
      Dead center of the attention and finna get better
      Turn that pussy into wet weather
      Is it hailing or it's meth weather?
      Why do you inhale it? It make the sex better
      Huffing a line, covered in hives
      Walking on glass, breaking the ice
      Money got me rolling like dice
      Molly got me rolling like dice
      Paid the price, I gave my life
      My heart and soul, I won the fight
      We on a roll, I'm on a roll
      I'm rolling by, four front tires, so inspired
      Raised the bar, I'm on the rise, it's
      
      [Chorus: Caskey]
      Trunk Muzik
      Shit, you can bump to it
      Pour a lil' up to it
      Try me one time and you can't undo it
      No such thing as free, uh
      Trunk Muzik, uh
      Rappers all cool but they ain't got shit on me
      
      [Interlude: Yelawolf]
      Yeah, check out my boots, bitch
      Hahahaha
      Yeah
      
      [Verse 3: Yelawolf]
      I just left a thrift shop with a Ziploc full of new rings
      Got a few things for the miss, I got no bling on the wristwatch
      That denim vest, put that top rock of that vintage New York hip-hop
      Where the funk at? Y'all lost that
      Too much trap, not enough style
      Too much go, not enough slow
      Too much blow, not enough pot
      Two months ago now it's old school
      I'm like, fuck that shit, no, it's not
      Look, you don't want it with the posse, pussy
      Not me, try me, push me
      Pull up on your fucking block, we mopping
      Got you sloppy, gushy
      Mafia, mafia, Slumerican is the mafia
      And I am not being cocky but Slumerican is unstoppable
      Give a fuck 'bout that Glock you tote, even my mama got pistols
      You should be more afraid of Mama Wolf if you let that clip go
      Gang, gang
      Never snorted Columbian, bang, bang
      But I snorted enough glue to knock a few screws loose
      And the rails up off my train
      That Ozzy Osbourne, why's he always going?
      Lying ass rappers, not a rider, boy
      I'm a rider for the music I perform
      Got another tour, know what I did it for?
      Family handing me bills
      Enemies handing me grills
      Can I be young and concealed?
      Know I'm an animal seer
      Only presented with thrills
      So don't pretend to be real
      Rappers are getting you killed
      Punking you out of a deal
      Suckered you out of the bill
      Then owe the real thing
      I'm the real thing
      I will kill dreams
      Freddy Krueger with the Ruger pumped into you
      What's the music?
      Trunk Muzik

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