Being Free
I'm just being free fam, I'm just being free
I'm just doing me fam, I'm just doing me
Tell Khaled, got the keys fam, I got all the keys
I'm just being free fam, you can't touch my steez
Lesson number one son, you can't fuck with me
I ain't even reached king, still my jubilee
Never worried bout a ring thing, eyes set on my queen
Homie she can sing sing, double combo team
My phone's on the ring ring, I only answer me (yop)
Unless my grandma call, then I'm dropping everything
And I've never been about it all, but I keep it lean
When we disagree y'all, it's bare-hands no referee (uh huh)
They done kept us down before, it's simple nigga live it
I've fucking dug dirt bruv, but the moon's the limit
And I'm shining nigga, wildin' nigga, on a new beginning
When you break out from these chains fam, I fucking call it winning
So indubitably, indubitably, I'm just doing me
Cool with the cream, cool with the cream, I'm the one to beat
New and pristine, new and pristine, Jaguar hunts the streets
Can't lock a nigga in, fam, I'm just being free
I'm just being free fam, I'm just being free
I'm just doing me fam, I'm just doing me
Tell Khaled, got the keys fam, I got all the keys
I'm just being free fam, you can't touch my steez
I'm just being free fam, I'm just being free
I'm just doing me fam, I'm just doing me
Tell Khaled, got the keys fam, I got all the keys
I'm just being free fam, you can't touch my steez
My ancestors slaved for sugar, so I try to keep it sweet
And my daddy's diabetes man, it hasn't come for me
So I'm just doing me, man, sending funny tweets
And if you follow me, don't copy me, cause I'm just being free
Do-re-mi, (yop) Do-re-mi
Lot of folks done want that singing shit but that ain't really me (yop)
Only time I'm really lit is when I'm on the beat
So I bounce around and bust it down
Let a nigga breathe
On my Eric Garner tip, hustling off the street
Tryna get a dollar flipped, my biography
Rep my spotted pelt, Jaguar iconography
Living life endangered, got these poachers eyez on me (uh huh)
And Things fall apart, but I don't worry about the pieces
My high school teacher taught me how to write a thesis
And I believe in me, (yop) no reverence for Jesus
Morrison, watch me fly Toni, you gon need to see this
I'm just being free fam, I'm just being free
I'm just doing me fam, I'm just doing me
Tell Khaled, got the keys fam, I got all the keys
I'm just being free fam, you can't touch my steez
Lesson number one son, you can't fuck with me
I ain't even reached king, still my jubilee
Never worried bout a ring thing, eyes set on my queen
Homie she can sing sing, double combo team
My phone's on the ring ring, I only answer me (yop)
Unless my grandma call, then I'm dropping everything
And I've never been about it all, but I keep it lean
When we disagree y'all, it's bare-hands no referee (uh huh)
They done kept us down before, it's simple nigga live it
I've fucking dug dirt bruv, but the moon's the limit
And I'm shining nigga, wildin' nigga, on a new beginning
When you break out from these chains fam, I fucking call it winning
So indubitably, indubitably, I'm just doing me
Cool with the cream, cool with the cream, I'm the one to beat
New and pristine, new and pristine, Jaguar hunts the streets
Can't lock a nigga in, fam, I'm just being free
I'm just being free fam, I'm just being free
I'm just doing me fam, I'm just doing me
Tell Khaled, got the keys fam, I got all the keys
I'm just being free fam, you can't touch my steez
I'm just being free fam, I'm just being free
I'm just doing me fam, I'm just doing me
Tell Khaled, got the keys fam, I got all the keys
I'm just being free fam, you can't touch my steez
My ancestors slaved for sugar, so I try to keep it sweet
And my daddy's diabetes man, it hasn't come for me
So I'm just doing me, man, sending funny tweets
And if you follow me, don't copy me, cause I'm just being free
Do-re-mi, (yop) Do-re-mi
Lot of folks done want that singing shit but that ain't really me (yop)
Only time I'm really lit is when I'm on the beat
So I bounce around and bust it down
Let a nigga breathe
On my Eric Garner tip, hustling off the street
Tryna get a dollar flipped, my biography
Rep my spotted pelt, Jaguar iconography
Living life endangered, got these poachers eyez on me (uh huh)
And Things fall apart, but I don't worry about the pieces
My high school teacher taught me how to write a thesis
And I believe in me, (yop) no reverence for Jesus
Morrison, watch me fly Toni, you gon need to see this
I'm just being free fam, I'm just being free
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Writer(s): Jagger Craig
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