Date 2020-08-25
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music
42 Dugg Free Merey
42 Dugg is behind some of the best rap songs of the year. “We Paid” is presently going off and, just a few months ago, “Grace” was doing the same. Both songs are collaborations with his mentor Lil Baby, who signed him to a deal with 4PF.
In addition to his ties to Baby, 42 Dugg is also signed to a deal with Yo Gotti’s Collective Music Group. In his brand new video for “Free Merey,” which came out today, he and Gotti are sitting down at a major label meeting to discuss the future for the rising Detroit rapper, but they end up walking out and turning down the lucrative offer. Apparently that situation actually mirrors real life.
“Free Merey” is the latest song to release from the bubbling 25-year-old. It’s the first song to release from his upcoming full-length project, which was announced today.
“I’m betting on myself with this,” said Dugg about the new record and the content of the video. “My team and I know that I’m a different type of artist and hustler, so it needs to be a special situation for us. I’m always
42 Dugg – Free Merey (prod, TayTayMadeIt)
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[Intro]
TayTay made the beat
Money gon’ hurt you, I know you don’t feel me
Niggas talkin’ crazy, boy, I swear that shit kill me
Forever, forever
As long as you real, we gon’ always be together
[Verse 1]
Label tryna tell me to switch my style
Say I’m in the hood too much and I’m too wild
Long as y’all get yours, I’ma get mine
Old lawyer taking Xan, probably gotta sit down
Gotti just called, hope they free my dawg
When shit ain’t going right, wish it was me and not y’all
Fuck paying the lawyer, bro, I wanna come get you
Wish you had a bond, you know money ain’t the issue (The issue)
[Chorus]
And, yeah, a nigga still doing wrong, still
Yeah, I still pick up the phone, still
Swear to God, bro, I wish that I could come get you
All those people ’round really ain’t my niggas
And, yeah, a nigga still doing wrong, still
Yeah, I still pick up the phone, still
Still doing work for my son
Still in my bag, still on my own
[Verse 2]
Merey just wrote me, doggy bone, you got it
Keep making us proud or all of this shit don’t matter
I’ma hold it down, still write my letters
Bitch come around, must’ve seen my Patek
Still selling to the addict, used to be the way I eat
Send a Wocky to my dad, say he been having problems sleepin’
Keep my music to myself, really don’t wanna do no features
I can’t wait ’til I see you, fill you in on what’s happenin’
Niggas hating on me, prolly mad that I’m a rapper
I had to check the luggage, can’t be traveling, too much baggage
I thought niggas was happy, real talk, I seen it all
RIP to Rece, you the one I see in all us
[Chorus]
And, yeah, a nigga still doing wrong, still
Yeah, I still pick up the phone, still
Swear to God, bro, I wish that I could come get you
All those people ’round really ain’t my niggas
And, yeah, a nigga still doing wrong, still
Yeah, I still pick up the phone, still
Still doing work for my son
Still in my bag, still on my own
And, yeah, a nigga still doing wrong, still
Yeah, I still pick up the phone, still
Swear to God, bro, I wish that I could come get you
All those people ’round really ain’t my niggas
And, yeah, a nigga still doing wrong, still
Yeah, I still pick up the phone, still
Still doing work for my son
Still in my bag