Freedom - TROY NōKA Remix
I search through my heart in a sky full of eyes
Leap in and dance with the blind
Feels like my hands have been forced, tied, pried
Can't go nowhere but behind
Look at the streets
People is losing their lives
People is losing their mind
Go cop a gun, cop a plea, cop a room at the nine
Look up and shoot at the sky
I should be used to this life
Who am I? Useless
And why should I even just try?
I'm tryna break out the coupe
Lead a flock with the roof, yea
And go somewhere new in my mind
I just keep shooting and dying
Shooting and trying
Double, I'm true to design
I think there's gotta be something I ain't even seen
Man, I ain't just no proof of the times
Take me back to the West coast
Where the sun shines all day
Weaving through the heart of Los Angeles
To the San Francisco bay
Take me down to the south land
Oh I need that humid air
I put two feet through the old church door
Holy water run through my hair
Freedom, got freedom on my mind, yes I do
Freedom, I got freedom on my mind
On my mind, on my mind, on my mind
Yeah you can still be who you wanna be
That's your difference, you got vision
Even though some things go wrong, you still so driven
More transmission
Just be riding fast on that jungle pass
Those thundercats and your hundred (?)
This wonderland, long as you go the distance
No provisions
Take me back to the West coast
Catch the sun before it sets
I drink a 40 in the middle of your headlights
Run your fingers down my legs
My heart's forever open
It doesn't matter where I go
I got my roots deep in California
But the road got into my bones
On my, on my mind, got into my bones
I said on my, on my mind, got into my bones
Freedom, got freedom on my mind, yes I do
Freedom, I got freedom on my mind
On my mind, on my mind, on my mind
Okay, now everybody's gotta love somebody
Looking in the mirror like "what on earth you want from me?"
Looking in your eyes like I know you got love for me
I just wanna please it
I just wanna stop running keep from the basement
Now look it's all stars, such a sensation
Out of the ball park, so many haters
I guess it's my fault, I just be playin
Baby I ball hard, what is you sayin
Keep looking for freedom
Looking for God when you don't even see him
Keep looking for stars, you be home when you reach him
Watch out for the snakes in the thoughts and your demons
Some people are leeches
Some people believe it
Sometimes it's just you and nobody believe it
Sometimes it get hard to keep going, keep breathing
But you gotta make it, you gotta make it
You got a purpose, destined for greatness
I just keep thriving, you just keep chasing
We wanna treasure, we wanna taste it
Guess you create it so this what you made it, huh
Freedom, got freedom on my mind, yes I do
Freedom, woah, I got freedom on my mind, on my mind, on my mind
Freedom
Leap in and dance with the blind
Feels like my hands have been forced, tied, pried
Can't go nowhere but behind
Look at the streets
People is losing their lives
People is losing their mind
Go cop a gun, cop a plea, cop a room at the nine
Look up and shoot at the sky
I should be used to this life
Who am I? Useless
And why should I even just try?
I'm tryna break out the coupe
Lead a flock with the roof, yea
And go somewhere new in my mind
I just keep shooting and dying
Shooting and trying
Double, I'm true to design
I think there's gotta be something I ain't even seen
Man, I ain't just no proof of the times
Take me back to the West coast
Where the sun shines all day
Weaving through the heart of Los Angeles
To the San Francisco bay
Take me down to the south land
Oh I need that humid air
I put two feet through the old church door
Holy water run through my hair
Freedom, got freedom on my mind, yes I do
Freedom, I got freedom on my mind
On my mind, on my mind, on my mind
Yeah you can still be who you wanna be
That's your difference, you got vision
Even though some things go wrong, you still so driven
More transmission
Just be riding fast on that jungle pass
Those thundercats and your hundred (?)
This wonderland, long as you go the distance
No provisions
Take me back to the West coast
Catch the sun before it sets
I drink a 40 in the middle of your headlights
Run your fingers down my legs
My heart's forever open
It doesn't matter where I go
I got my roots deep in California
But the road got into my bones
On my, on my mind, got into my bones
I said on my, on my mind, got into my bones
Freedom, got freedom on my mind, yes I do
Freedom, I got freedom on my mind
On my mind, on my mind, on my mind
Okay, now everybody's gotta love somebody
Looking in the mirror like "what on earth you want from me?"
Looking in your eyes like I know you got love for me
I just wanna please it
I just wanna stop running keep from the basement
Now look it's all stars, such a sensation
Out of the ball park, so many haters
I guess it's my fault, I just be playin
Baby I ball hard, what is you sayin
Keep looking for freedom
Looking for God when you don't even see him
Keep looking for stars, you be home when you reach him
Watch out for the snakes in the thoughts and your demons
Some people are leeches
Some people believe it
Sometimes it's just you and nobody believe it
Sometimes it get hard to keep going, keep breathing
But you gotta make it, you gotta make it
You got a purpose, destined for greatness
I just keep thriving, you just keep chasing
We wanna treasure, we wanna taste it
Guess you create it so this what you made it, huh
Freedom, got freedom on my mind, yes I do
Freedom, woah, I got freedom on my mind, on my mind, on my mind
Freedom
Credits
Writer(s): Angel Haze, Dorothy Martin, Jason Ganberg, Nick Maybury, Leroy Henry Wulfmeier, Eliot Francis Lorango
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