F.R.E.E. W.O.R.L.D.

Pulled all-nighters just writing lyrics in my dad's garage
Nothing can replicate that feeling, I know
Early morning, we get some donuts, it feel cold outside

Still I'm breathing, I'm feeling so alive
These special moments keep me mesmerized, oh
See a money mirage
I'm gon' be rich and I know it

And to Satan
You keep my mind at bay
Know I should fly away
I know I'll find a way on my own

Freedom is not a destination, it rests in my veins
And God made the Free World for people in pain
I use stress to access a different strength
Lyrical portals will take me to a different place

Demons making me question if I have what it takes
But I remember how much work going half of my pace is
I'm in my happiest place here
So tell me why am I fading away

I know
I know you're out there
In the Free World

Poems cascade, demons look at me laughing
God gave me the fast lane
Guess this shit is a drag race
I been filing my last case, feeling like I'm in last place
No one cared about half the things that I did

But the Free World keep my passion in diamond's casing
Can't win no award just from sitting, procrastinating
Probably why my family considers my actions lazy
Comparing me in retrospect and think that I'm actually crazy

Had my own brother call me a bum
My mama told me I wasn't the one
Yeah, she told me I'd never be front man
Guess I'll show 'em when I'm rising above

I heard people talking trash when I'm gone
Try to label me, they jealous of all I am
Few can handle all this talent I hold
Guess the truth is that I'm never enough for them

(I know where you are, I know where you are)



Credits
Writer(s): Harlan Lawson
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