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Alldaway Dre - Quicksand Morray Freestyle Free Ty Lyrics

[INTRO]
Ay I had to hop on a Fayetteville beat man
Cause we gon' free Ty wit this one
Ay,Ya’ll know what's goin on man Cause N Affect out now
In da trench wit da crime fam movin zones

[HOOK]
In da trench wit da crime fam movin zones
Carolina my heart Carolina my home
What dey say I go goin on I'm in da Quicksand
Like a scene out of Indiana Jones
I’m used to bein' outchea thuggin on my own
You can live right or you live wrong
Dey ain't even seen the county but these niggas clones
Dey can get left where dey do not belong
I done ran through da hate it was regular
Wasn't no mid or no strong
I done made me a meal off da bone
If dey love you for real dey gon' watch how dey talk on phones
And keep it real when ya here or ya gone
She gon' hold dis shit down, She gon' keep dis shit grown
She gon' have ya crown waitin for you at da throne
I done had to cut up on me a Fayetteville beat
So I can scream free Ty till da fam come home

[VERSE 1]
And you ain’t gotta say I’m already knowin dat I was pressure
Sometimes I beat myself up cause I was settling for lesser
Tryna do it for da greater good and do it for da better
But da truth is mane I should known better
I looked at em as my dawg dey look at me as a competitor
Dat as me let ya hold da Glizzy let you hold da Beretta bruh
For you to go and bust a play
So you could bring us back dat chedda bruh
But I guess keepin it a hunnit wasn't really part of da schedule
Yea you brought back dat fire mane
But what happened to da business
I ain’t even trippin I just told dat nigga Merry Christmas
Even though a petty 9gs showed ya true intention
Read em like a Dr.Seuss book i found out he was Grinchin'
Lame nigga keep my name outta ya mention
Tired of these niggas that's everyday bitchin'
How is you hatin when you grew up privledged
Dey look at me like dey mouth full of citrus
I got a Drake for a lemon pepper grimace
You can be at Ross I’ma still freestyle wit it
It's scary hours when a real hitta hittin
God kept me here to gon' complete da mission
Da cause and effect is I kept my ambition
[HOOK]
In da trench wit da crime fam movin zones
Carolina my heart Carolina my home
What dey say I go goin on I'm in da Quicksand
Like a scene out of Indiana Jones
I'm used to bein' outchea thuggin on my own
You can live right or you live wrong
Dey ain't even seen the county but these niggas clones
Dey can get left where dey do not belong
I done ran through da hate it was regular
Wasn't no mid or no strong
I done made me a meal off da bone
If dey love you for real dey gon' watch how dey talk on phones
And keep it real when ya here or ya gone
She gon' hold dis shit down, She gon' keep dis shit grown
She gon' have ya crown waitin for you at da throne
I done had to cut up on me a Fayetteville beat
So I can scream free Ty till da fam come home

[VERSE 2]
Let's eat some mo' up on these pussy niggas hatin' on me
Dey gon' find out bout da grand of da late Robert E
It's a grave diggin every time I hop up on da beat
A make a grave for one of these niggas right there in da street
Front dey move like dey g
But I call em a easy smoke dey ain't even a 3
Dey can't fill up a backwood Dey can't fill up a leaf
Dey ain't holdin no weight dat's what da fuck a nigga mean
So what' da purpose of runnin' around town bein green
You can't trust none these bitches as far as can see
When she fuckin a lot she always gotta pee
Let me stop droppin gems make her drop to her knees
I work my move I get me then I leave
Look dis how dis gon' go
Look dis how dis gon' be
Like to count but I don't need them problems wit me
Cause I'm in da deep end where starfishes be
And I keep a choppa like I'm NLE
Don't get it twisted like alcohol tea
My section dey always gon' have love for me
And I'ma foreva put on for NC
I hope dat appeal it go right for my g
Cause right chea wit da family where you should be
[HOOK]
In da trench wit da crime fam movin zones
Carolina my heart Carolina my home
What dey say I go goin on I'm in da Quicksand
Like a scene out of Indiana Jones
I'm used to bein' outchea thuggin on my own
You can live right or you live wrong
Dey ain't even seen the county but these niggas clones
Dey can get left where dey do not belong
I done ran through da hate it was regular
Wasn't no mid or no strong
I done made me a meal off da bone
If dey love you for real dey gon' watch how dey talk on phones
And keep it real when ya here or ya gone
She gon' hold dis shit down, She gon' keep dis shit grown
She gon' have ya crown waitin for you at da throne
I done had to cut up on me a Fayetteville beat
So I can scream free Ty till da fam come home