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Free Your Mind

Ethereal
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You look like you really need to free your mind Free your mind Is you gon' come fuck with a star or what? Is you gon' come hop in this car or nah? Quick, do yourself a favor, ma, the car a run And you look like you really need to free your mind Free your mind Free your mind Free your mind Pull up in that black thang, L on it Hop out in all black, man, like your honor Shorty don't know how to feel but she kinda want me She love the mystery, love the fact I make her ponder Heard you and your man steady going through some drama Heard he be lit up with some other bitches on him Ain't gon' front, you fuck with me it could be the same problem Got commitment issues, really love weighing my options I don't really know how to console you when you're sobbing But one thing I know is how to hide them tears with vodka But really girl you ain't no angel, these niggas be on ya But right now I ain't worried 'bout that, let's just get it poppin' Now I'm not saying fall in love with me But don't this feel good for the time being? Doing drugs, getting lost in Hennessy, sexing me Catching up then sleep, bliss and ecstasy Is you gon' come fuck with a star or what? Is you gon' come hop in this car or nah? Quick, do yourself a favor, ma, the car a run And you look like you really need to free your mind Free your mind Free your mind Free your mind Listen, uh Stop thinking it's a game for a minute If I'm chasing just know I ain't gotta take what I'm getting Know you missing, know that shit don't be the same if I ain't in it But gon' rock that thang to sleep, no complaints when I'm in it Say it ain't no day to day but bitches stay catching feelings Tried to stay at a distance, ain't no way she gon' find a way Came with a nigga, I say she tryna slide away The barrio be bumping baby, gotta find a hideaway Told you God can't make another nigga like me If he could, folks wouldn't be out here doing shit to spite me Girl fuck what you heard from your friends, they like me Talking shit so they can get you out that seat beside me Tell me what it is or ain't, niggas finna skate Clubs closing, know you know this ain't gon' be no dinner date We can do some other shit that still involve a dinner plate Know you wanna come and kick this shit, let's hit the interstate Is you gon' come fuck with a star or what? Is you gon' come hop in this car or nah? Quick, do yourself a favor, ma, the car a run And you look like you really need to free your mind Free your mind Free your mind Free your mind