Free Lil Wayne lyrics

[Intro]
Lil B for Lil Boss b*tch
Yea yea n*gga I'm in this motherf*cker
Free Lil Wayne, ya feel me
Ay man, Lil B, I done brought back rap
n*gga I am rap b*tch

[Verse 1]
BasedGod b*tches love, n*ggas hate me
Everyday stay up, BET I'm in the basement
Lil Boss, n*ggas know about my issue
30 on my hand and I'm guaranteed to hit you
Ex-robber, ex-thief, ex-felon
n*ggas who you run with, guaranteed he telling
Bruh know that I paid about 50
Hitman coming straight to your city
AR-15 with the laser
Hand grenades, open shop, then erase ya
You know I'm here, when I'm mad I bring the blues
50 on my di*k b*tch it's all on you
n*ggas mad, f*ck them up then bust
Shots off the rip, flicka-flame then aim
Never sold that crack cocaine
But best believe I'm still HB like Lil Wayne
I wear tiny pants n*ggas still call me gay
Tiny shirts make your ass catch that fade
Gangsters, AK's and bananas
I keep my family close, suckers you can handle
[Hook]
Free Wayne Free Wayne, b*tch I'm screaming free Wayne
Free Wayne Free Wayne, b*tch I'm screaming free Wayne
Free Wayne Free Wayne, b*tch I'm screaming free Wayne
Lil B my f*cking name
Free Wayne Free Wayne, b*tch I'm screaming free Wayne
Free Wayne Free Wayne, b*tch I'm screaming free Wayne
Free Wayne Free Wayne, b*tch I'm screaming free Wayne
Lil B my f*cking name

[Verse 2]
Westside, n*ggas know I'm about action
Ward of the state, can't tell yall what happened
Suckas choose
Off top bring the blues
30 on my di*k cause lil wodie on the news
20 on my di*k cause I'm in the New York Times
Only goon n*gga crossed over, respect my mind
Wrote a f*cking book at 19 years old
n*ggas hate on me even with a heart of gold
Now these suckers mad, motherf*cker made a monster
Bulletproof vests, AK's, and rocket launchers
Pay my rent, and never pay my b*tch neither
Iced out watch came straight from the freezer
n*ggas said that I'll never make it rapping
And if I don't I'm snorting dope in every trap
And if I don't I'm coming straight for the cut
f*ck with Lil B wodie get his head bust
[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Dudes know to uh respect my f*cking mind
Girls know off top b*tch I'm blind
No hate, I can't see you n*ggas firing
Free Lil Wayne, Cash Money sling that iron
Came up, n*ggas young but I'm ready
Hate on me your head looking like spaghetti
I'm not a gangster, I'm a young hypocrite
I don't know myself so I'm yelling suck my di*k
I'm bringing pain, off top slinging iron
Free Young Turk, BasedGod, and Lil Wayne n*gga
b*tch I bring the pain
Free Young Turk, BasedGod, and Lil Wayne n*gga

[Outro]
Ay bruh, this Lil B, you feel me
Rawest rapper alive, man
Just like I said n*gga
Free Lil Wayne, n*gga
Lil B, n*gga
n*gga I should've been in the Hot Boys
You feel me, I'm a real b*tch
Real young n*gga, you feel me
Straight 90s n*gga
Lil B n*gga