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Free Masons Video (MV)




Performed By: Son Kuma
Language: English




Son Kuma - Free Masons Lyrics




I need my reparations and diamonds on the chains that I hang with
Shady Delegation I guess you outta know
The story's ancient, stone arrangements
Thats why they're called Free Masons
Chasing blue faces made me anxious
My souls not for sale Ill throw my change in a well and make a wish

Who the f*ck am I kidding?
What the f*ck is my passion? Making songs for the kitten
Bad lil bitch like Baskin Robbin niggas of their feelings
Just a little no vanilla
Im defending my city
My city repping Kobe and Magic we the goats no billy
Never catching me lacking just the way that I'm living
Street life is so tragic Its never worth all the killing
Catch these hands that Im dealing
Trauma comes along with these sins
Were just kids acting like we grown but we ain't shit
Get the clip we fighting for our freedom make life easy for our kin
Take the pill they never told a nigga that the matrix wasn't fake that shits foreal
In the hills poppin bottles hyped cus they're gon' trap you in a deal
So whats the dill?
I found an extra pickle in my meal
I found an extra pickle in my mil
I think Popeyes really cares bout how I feel

I need my reparations and diamonds on the chains that I hang with
Shady Delegation I guess you outta know
The story's ancient, stone arrangements
Thats why they're called Free Masons
Chasing blue faces made me anxious
My souls not for sale Ill throw my change in a well and make a wish
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English

I need my reparations and diamonds on the chains that I hang with
Shady Delegation I guess you outta know
The story's ancient, stone arrangements
Thats why they're called Free Masons
Chasing blue faces made me anxious
My souls not for sale Ill throw my change in a well and make a wish

Who the f*ck am I kidding?
What the f*ck is my passion? Making songs for the kitten
Bad lil bitch like Baskin Robbin niggas of their feelings
Just a little no vanilla
Im defending my city
My city repping Kobe and Magic we the goats no billy
Never catching me lacking just the way that I'm living
Street life is so tragic Its never worth all the killing
Catch these hands that Im dealing
Trauma comes along with these sins
Were just kids acting like we grown but we ain't shit
Get the clip we fighting for our freedom make life easy for our kin
Take the pill they never told a nigga that the matrix wasn't fake that shits foreal
In the hills poppin bottles hyped cus they're gon' trap you in a deal
So whats the dill?
I found an extra pickle in my meal
I found an extra pickle in my mil
I think Popeyes really cares bout how I feel

I need my reparations and diamonds on the chains that I hang with
Shady Delegation I guess you outta know
The story's ancient, stone arrangements
Thats why they're called Free Masons
Chasing blue faces made me anxious
My souls not for sale Ill throw my change in a well and make a wish
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