Someday We'll All Be Free
I feel pain when I walk, I feel pain when I talk
And it ain't leaving my knees
They wanna be happy
I told them jump in the deep
This weight up on my shoulder
Had me walking with a lean
Wobbling back and forth
Like a table that you seen
That wanted to fly high
Baby I get messy when I look into your eye
I just know you special
You don't talk with other guys
You're the only one I wanna have in paradise
My friend is selling pies
He already feeling fried
He ain't even bout to die
Throwing prayers to the sky
And now you feeling nice
And now you feeling vibes
Anxiety on my mind, it make me wanna die
What you do with all this ice
Attracting all these gold diggers
Make you wanna pipe down
Trap music in this area is not allowed
Put it off, neighbors waking up, it's too loud
My mom is stacking pennies
But she hide it in a couch, now we gotta start over
They flex with Gucci Lovers
I know what my goal is but money definitely a focus
I don't want that girl because that girl be cunny coca
And know I ain't done yet I keep walking till my toes hurt
Now she don't make spaghetti, nah
She just making yogurt
And I just like to have it all
I really make you drown
And I really got the groove like I'm fucking James Brown
Someday, someday, someday
Someday we'll all be free, yeah, yeah
And I ain't talking bout me
They'll be fly as one of those planes
That are spying on their ass
Someday we'll all be free, yeah, yeah
And I ain't talking bout me
They'll be fly as one of those planes
That are spying on their ass
Bitch, I feel like Stevie Wonder all day, all day
Feel like Stevie Wonder all day
Cause I cannot see this shit no more
I cannot see this shit no more
Leave me alone
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
But I do know
I don't trust nun of these mufuckers no more
Damn
And it ain't leaving my knees
They wanna be happy
I told them jump in the deep
This weight up on my shoulder
Had me walking with a lean
Wobbling back and forth
Like a table that you seen
That wanted to fly high
Baby I get messy when I look into your eye
I just know you special
You don't talk with other guys
You're the only one I wanna have in paradise
My friend is selling pies
He already feeling fried
He ain't even bout to die
Throwing prayers to the sky
And now you feeling nice
And now you feeling vibes
Anxiety on my mind, it make me wanna die
What you do with all this ice
Attracting all these gold diggers
Make you wanna pipe down
Trap music in this area is not allowed
Put it off, neighbors waking up, it's too loud
My mom is stacking pennies
But she hide it in a couch, now we gotta start over
They flex with Gucci Lovers
I know what my goal is but money definitely a focus
I don't want that girl because that girl be cunny coca
And know I ain't done yet I keep walking till my toes hurt
Now she don't make spaghetti, nah
She just making yogurt
And I just like to have it all
I really make you drown
And I really got the groove like I'm fucking James Brown
Someday, someday, someday
Someday we'll all be free, yeah, yeah
And I ain't talking bout me
They'll be fly as one of those planes
That are spying on their ass
Someday we'll all be free, yeah, yeah
And I ain't talking bout me
They'll be fly as one of those planes
That are spying on their ass
Bitch, I feel like Stevie Wonder all day, all day
Feel like Stevie Wonder all day
Cause I cannot see this shit no more
I cannot see this shit no more
Leave me alone
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
We don't know a lot
But I do know
I don't trust nun of these mufuckers no more
Damn
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