Free Me

[Intro:]

Hey y’all

(musicians, musicians, musicians)

D Rock D Rock

[Chorus:]

A lot of n*ggas hating when they wanna be me

Hoes go crazy when them bitches see me

Started on the block and now that I’m on TV

A whole lot dumber yelling free me

Yelling free me

No more deadly cops running from the DC

Kids growing up and they wanna be me

Just like my homies [?]

[Verse 2:]

Consequences when you in the streets

Gotta always keep a pistol when you in a beef

I saw a n*gga get a meal and lost it in a week

Same n*gga sleep on your couch will kill you in your sleep

It’s a cold world but I done seen it all

Sometimes you gotta ride with no team at all

You can have the passion

You can dream it all

Believe in God and you can fly with no wings at all

Have my own back

Moved my own stack

Before rap, real rap, I had my own track

From fist fights to shoot outs

I had my own strap

Life front you the worth but

I got my own back

Yeah I got my own back

Ten toes n*gga’s been hoes

These bitches beggin I just give em NOs

Lookin Cali top down n*gga as the wind blows

[Chorus]