[Part 1: T.D.F]
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\n[Intro]
\nAyy, fool, niggas finna get your dome popped
\nMan, you gotta fade out here
\nHere, nigga, you got fade, you be like, I'm going first though
\nI'm going through, you know
\nThere's three niggas out here
\nYeah, I'ma let you run the first two and then I got the last one
\nStaring down my face, nigga
\nIt's just some real nigga shit
\nAnd I don't care about no lame nigga
\nA real nigga story
\n[?]
\nYeah, I do
\nTell that new nigga fuck 'em, there ain't no kinda level you know
\nUh, yeah
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\n[Verse]
\nNiggas will beat you the fuck up at breakfast
\nWipin' and scratchin' your eyes and niggas scratch you off a checklist
\nShoutout my bitches that go to the visit and swap out a necklace
\nShe wanna go out for movies and dinner, the best she gon' get is the Netflix, uh
\nLocked up in LA county when they sent me to jail
\nWord to my mother, was FaceTiming Rubi Rose straight from the cell
\nLook at the cards and look at the odds, now look how they failed
\nThey plan was to send me to prison and stop me from poppin', but I couldn't tell
\nAyy, claimin' that you're trippin', get you plucked
\nFifty-eight and got it for a buck
\nNow you wanna play like you're up
\nNigga, try to play us if you want
\nIf I bring the knife, I'm finna buss
\nSixteen-karat diamond cut
\nTurnin' down fades, nigga, what?
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\n[Chorus]
\nI ain't turnin' down fades, nigga, what?
\nI ain't turnin' down fades, nigga, what?
\nGive a fuck bout a lame nigga, what?
\nI ain't turnin' down fades, nigga, what?
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\n[Outro]
\nStaring down my face, nigga
\nAnd I don't care about no lame nigga
\n[?]
\nYeah, I do
\nI ain't turnin' down fades, nigga, what?
\nI ain't turnin' down fades, nigga, what?
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\n[Part 2: LA County Jail]
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\n[Intro]
\nFree Tory 'til it's backwards
\nFree Tory
\nUh
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\n[Verse]
\nI deal with all my problems direct 'cause a nigga don't fuck with subliminals
\nState penitentiary livin', I just caught a ten and they got me with criminals
\nSpinnin' and spinnin', my lil' niggas goin' to war like they came with the Seminoles
\nHe had a problem, he went out to yard, they turned that boy into a dinner roll
\nI done seen niggas come fresh out of county to prison, they die off a fentanyl
\nSaid he was tryna get back to his children, he fucked with that crystal and fucked it off
\nTwo-hundred-forty on top of his books, got deposit and niggas start duckin off
\nHe took a package right after I ordered it, tried to roll up, but we fucked him off
\nState penitentiary livin', controllin' the young niggas, feel like Im Dumbledore
\nCO just gave me a order but that nigga trippin', so why did you cuff me for?
\nBack to back spinnin' with all of my niggas, we jump out the gym and we done him off
\nI never been in a gang, but the shit that I been in make me feel like one of 'em
\nNiggas be ratta the tatta to flow like a flat, I just got the thunna on
\nNiggas be wantin' to save all these bitches when somethin' go wrong they be dun-dun-dun-dun-duh
\nCannot let no one extort me, that shit for my son and 'em
\nPlease do not make niggas make it priority just to get you from the front of us
\nPrison done made me a villain, so fuck all you rap niggas, don't wanna know none of you
\nAll of that dick ridin' shit and that dick eatin' shit 'cause I got back my numbers up
\nWhere was you niggas when I was in county fucked up with no covers to bundle up?
\nOnly real nigga that helped me was Chris Brown, that's really brother, bruh
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\n[Outro]
\nFree Tory
\nWhere were you niggas when I was fucked up in the county, I needed somebody to run it up?
\nThat was back then when I got the conviction, but now I found out how to run up the digits
\nWhile sittin' in prison and now that they know that I got it they know I'ma fuck it up
\nAyy
\nFree Tory
\nThere be so much fucked up shit going on in this bitch, bruh, like
\nSometimes I feel like niggas forget, like I ain't in regular prison, I'm in California prison
\nFree Tory
\nIt's gangland
\nIt's gangland
\nIt's gangland
\nIt's gangland
\nIt's gangland\n\n
