Free

Love is unconditional til the well run dry
Can't cry anymore the hole too wide
Ignoring all my sleep to get some brain food
Or practicing my K. Rool
Alone there's really nothing that I ain't do

But I ain't shit without the ppl around me
I'm so glad that you found me
Dark skies keep me drowning

Attempt to pick the pieces up I hope I'm better than before
But there's always something missing that I can't afford

Still cooking off the iPhone
Could do this shit with my eyes closed
It's really that vital

Remain humble not entitled
Gotta make my own way ain't nobody traveled my road

I done dug the crates for loops and found I'm really not the first
Reach the bar of all my predecessors to make it work

How it feel to be out rapped through apple headphones
In a one bedroom
They get the context then they change they tune

There's only couple of blogs that I got respect for
They try to gate keep but these young niggas doing they shit so we kickin down they doors
They making a profit off all of our struggles and wearing that shit like a new chain
Our culture becomes a commodity we are not rappers we really just new slaves

If you a real screet nigga then make sure your team don't got nothing but niggas
I'm not a screet nigga but fuck with my family enough I might start pulling triggers
Put that on my mom
My son
My bro
The gang
And bet it on me
We tryna be free
So ain't nothing free

Got a blood stain on my chest
It's hard to breathe
Try to keep my mind on track
It's hard to see

Skulls around my neck
I got the devil on my shoulder
Won't go back to the old me
If he get near me ima fold him

Jumping out the window I'm a ghost in the air
No amount of money gets you life without a care

I'll fly so far till I know I'm free
Don't cry
Don't pray
Don't wait for me



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Writer(s): Armand Rome
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