Luyện nghe bài hát Free At Last

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[Hook: Childish
at last, free at last, free at last
Now I'm free at last, free at

1: Childish Gambino]
Hair smell like that OG, write verse on no
breathe, it's so deep, can't breathe, it's so deep
Nosebleeds are your
Courtside, with a girl with an ass a horse ride
And she bad for my heart a pork rind, heart attack
Tell that I was poor and I ain't goin' back
But now I'm richer, all I need's a fuckin'
Somebody check the time, been gone for a
Somebody check the dick, been long for a minute
Sean Paul for a minute, man gimme the
I'm prayin' these niggas don't see me tonight
I'm prayin' that a bitch start right
I make movies, dude, I met like
The Han neck, the fro's carbonite
The carbon era, Arm & Hammer
Two shots for y'all, too drunk to
I sent an email, the text was too
I'm waitin' outside, takin' too long
To take you to the club to get groove on, I hate the club
I'm sittin' in the with the vapor, burn through the paper
My life is on purpose, you be mistaken
I butcher these rappers, bring home the bacon
Ah, shit, I myself, lines so fire, man I burnt myself
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And suckin' a dick when I'm finished, pause,
I ain't a player, I just stunt a lot, I ain't old, I done a lot
Watchin' these women count
So why they still my Captain D's?
My has to learn Japanese
Nah, nah, they can't me
The crowd mild, lost in the world that was gone for a while
There's a coke in her
Model diet, he is who he man, I don't buy it, I don't buy it
I don't know, 'til the fat lady sing Oh Figaro
my fans all sayin', oh, you didn't know?
Turnt up on the worst stuff, smoke one with a hurt
I'm at the drive thru a no IQ nigga sayin'
somethin', serve somethin'

[Hook: Childish