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[Intro]
Yo, Ned
I be lookin' at bitches like, no, that's not a picture of you, like, that's-, that's-, that's not future you, that's-, that's your soul, that's your soul (Rent free, rent free, free, rent free)
(Trap-A-Holics Mixtapes)
(Real trap shit)

[Verse 1]
I'm in the back lot, nonchalant (Rent free)
He wearin' cardigons, cardigan
He said, "Can you please rap again?"
I said, "I'd much rather drink soda, and
Chill with your homies on a couch"
Then I wanna dance on it, how's that?
They bring their robbers to a party 'cause I'm party crashin'
When I came out the womb, my mom was like, "Damn, I'm glad this happen"
I hate surprises so I'm like, "Damn, why this fuckin' happen"
Hopefully it all works out in the end
And, um, hopefully I still keep on workin' out with me
'Cause I don't do it for you nigga, I do it for me (I do it for me)
So that means a lotta stuff's not really workin' for me
I'm in a photo with this dumb girl and I was doin' jump ropes
I don't know how to use Jackie Chan's stunt hoes
I am my own illusion, I'm in my own realm
Overseas, they was like, lution and I was like, luton
Prove 'em, I shouldn't lose 'em (Rent free)
'Cause I'm a winner, I'm a bee, stinger
Like hands, it's a choker, nope, it's really a belt, bend over

[Interlude]
Yo, yo, this is really a belt across my neck, this is not, like, this is not a choker, bend over (Rent, nah, bend over, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Make no difference, I'm still in this bitch (Make, make no difference)
Make no difference, I'm still in this bitch (Make no difference)
Make no difference, I'm still in this bitch (Make no difference, this a freestyle, let me stop)
Make no difference, I'm still in this bitch (Yeah)
Different dimension, his name Darius
Did I mention I'm still ahead of this bitch
Move his 50, think this bitch semi
I don't know, are you still hitting
I don't know, can you get me
You can not, I'm not from this city
So what do you speak, a different language
Baloney from my sandwich
Uh, look at my cam watch
Man, this is G-Shock, now you're really shocked
And I don't eat broth
Stir it up, mix it, Pig Latin, drinky
You know you're too basic, I'm pink lady, you need grace
Sit in a corner, my legs is crossed and they tryna look at my aura
Aha, that's funny
Why you sit in a corner? Your momma probably told you
Na-na-na-na-boo-boo, momma should've told you
That you shouldn't get mad if a bitch is fuckin' poorer
Why you pocket watchin'?
And when we bring the money, they be like, "Damn, I lost you"
I don't know who I am, I'm not droppin'
I just had a cramp in Berlington
Original piece, this nigga a creep
What brands you wearin'? I don't know about me
I don't know how but you, how's the weather too?
I ain't never been a failure even though I dropped out of school
This shit really be like, you know, if you snooze, you lose
I got mad one day, so I was like, "Boooo"
Oh my God, boooo
Throw tomatoes, tomato or tomato
Everybody be like, "Damn, bravo"
I could be like, "Kudos, but I'm nada"
Humble, beast, preach, I did that
Sit in that doll chair
Bad bitch thick, I can never front her
Can never front her
I can never front no broke niggas bread
I can never be in no broke niggas head
But I'm in your head rent free

[Outro: Nedarb]
Rent free, rent free
You gotta be shittin' me, you gotta be kiddin' me
I just had a epiphan- sta-
Wh-, what's that, wait, what's that stanza-, what's that line called?
That's what I was thinkin' of when I, when I stopped- (Stanza?)
No, it's no a stanza, what's that line called?
There's like a line when you just-, but-