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    "Turn Out The Lights (Freewest)" Lyrics

    Freeway

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    [Intro]
    [Freeway] Yes!
    [Kayne] Yeah Kayne!
    [Freeway] Philadelphia Freeway, uh
    Y'all know what it is, uh, yeah, uh

    [Verse 1: Freeway]
    Before I turn out ya lights lets get one thing understood
    I'ma keep my hammer real close, rubber grip tight
    Tell y'all niggas good night, good night, uh
    Before I turn out ya lights lets get one thing understood
    Free gon' keep his hammer real close, rubber grip tight
    Tell y'all niggas good night, good night, uh
    The shit you heard'll do me justice, got a death wish
    The shit I pack'll put holes through ya Lexus
    Got the tec clip, respect it
    The turn pike bully, earn stripes, move lla
    Through ya turn pike early, all night, all day
    Wait, switch hustles nigga, now I muscle mixtapes all night, all day
    Yes! The front line of the Roc
    Will through a football pass through ya chest
    Brett Farve wit the glock
    Uh! I'm Max Payne wit the stock out
    Money and fame run out, get it with cocaine
    Rep the Roc till I clock out, I make you clock out
    Put sumtin in ya brains

    [Chorus: Kayne West & Freeway]
    I do my dirt all by my lonely and I got the heart to fight
    So please refrain from hatin (on me!) before I turn out ya lights
    Aint no hesitation, I got the guns to fight
    So please refrain from hatin (on me!) before I turn out ya lights

    [Verse 2: Freeway]
    Don't test my patience because I got the guns to fight
    Stay wit em coast to coast
    IHOP I distrubute the toast to folks
    I stop, never, Free a rap Icon
    Black Bon Jovi, ?in the rock/Roc love of rock/Roc?
    Jake of watches, ice cickle the time
    Still got time to leave ya stash gone when you wake up
    Free hate smuts, stay wit a dime, at all times
    Stay on the grind at all times wit so many nines
    Shit baggin and shake up
    Nigguh! Ain't no captin to shake up
    Doe like a brink truck, nine on my waist, I!

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3: Freeway]
    Freeeee! Put the burners to ya crew
    Give me a reason, not to squeeze on ya gang
    Man the hammers go bang to bang
    In wit a bang, bang Blueprint 2
    Before you, slide through to deliver ya gang the thangs
    Switch lanes to get Paid in Full
    Look it's the rich (?) of transporters
    Donvan McNabb of mixtapes, look hey
    Follow the kid's orders in other words do what the kid say
    We got it locked from the Bay back to Philly
    Where niggas pack millies like every single day
    We don't play, we all about our change and
    Money exchangin, if you bout your pay
    Then every single day, bring the lla to ya city
    Act up, bring the K's to ya city
    Then shots exchangin, every single day

    [Chorus w/o (on me!) x2]
    This song was last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Leslie Pridgen, Kanye West, Kanye Omari West.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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