Free Spirit (feat. Rick Ross)

Tat' my name on you, girl, so I know it's real
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you, so I know it's real
 Tell a bad bitch, "Girl, let's go hang"
 You know me, Rolex, gold chain
 Fuck with my young niggas, XO Gang
 Get so drunk you forget your name
 Incense burning, smoking out to my own shit
 Got black wood in my white Range
 I'm taking off when that light change
 I'm Drizzy Drake to my old bitches
 Voodoo Child to my new hoes
 I miss this, and I want it back, so I'm all in with these new flows
 New flows, got new flows, rap is stress, but it pays great
 Pimp flows and Screw flows, my shit is sounding like grey tapes
 Now, let me gon' hit that cup, one time 'fore a nigga hit that road
 These days keep going by too fast, so give me anything to make shit go slow
 Yeah, money in my safe but I'm living dangerous
 They told me shit would change, but I don't really see no change in us, oh, no
 Tat' my name on you, so I know it's real
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you, so I know it's real
 I know it hurts, but I ain't tryna hear it
 'Cause when I'm not around, I still be there in spirit
 You'll still be mine, yeah, you'll still be mine
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you when I go, you'll still be mine, yeah
 You'll still be mine, yeah, I'll still be yours
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you, let 'em know you love the boy
 What's up?
 I fondle the money, fornicate with a fortune
 I play with her mind, she masturbate in my Porsche
 It's simple love (uh), simple math (uh)
 Her chest nice, not a wrinkle in her ass
 Puffing purple hash, welcome to my power circle
 Sucker-free, no snitching and we know when cowards working
 Rolls-Royce rolling, rose-gold Rollies
 MBA accountants, amounts, they get unholy
 My momma still praying for her Rubberband Man
 When them wheels land, Travis Barker, drums playing
 Tap-dance to my drum roll (uh)
 I love a bitch that know how to keep me one rolled
 Tat' my name on you, so I know it's real
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you, so I know it's real
 I know it hurts, but I ain't tryna hear it
 'Cause when I'm not around, I still be there in spirit
 You'll still be mine, yeah, you'll still be mine
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you when I go, you'll still be mine, yeah
 You'll still be mine, yeah, I'll still be yours
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you, let 'em know you love the boy
 What's up?
 I don't have to work in the morning, so I always stay for one more
 Fuck what they say, I'm telling you there's no side-effects, I'm sure
 Went from driving up in some old shit to drivers opening doors
 This is my town, if you need something, just ask for it, it's yours
 Yeah, ask for it, it's yours, if you ask for it, it's done
 I could Western Union some money, get your passport and then come
 You'll meet everybody I know, at first it might seem like a lot
 But they all playing they role, put that on everything that I got
 And all I care about is my city, man, I can't say it enough
 I done heard things about y'all that they can't say about us
 I just hold it down for my side, I just hold it down for my set
 I give everybody a piece of this and I make do with what's left
 Yeah, I do this shit to the death, yeah, I do this shit 'til I'm gone
 Yeah, I told you that it's our world, and you're foolish thinking I'm wrong, ooh
 Stop asking how the fucking needle feel
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you, let these niggas know it's real
 What's up? (Ayy)
 Tat' my name on you, so I know it's real
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you, so I know it's real
 I know it hurts, but I ain't tryna hear it
 'Cause when I'm not around, I still be there in spirit
 You'll still be mine, yeah, you'll still be mine
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you when I go, you'll still be mine, yeah
 You'll still be mine, yeah, I'll still be yours
 Tat' my fuckin' name on you, let 'em know you love the boy
 What's up?