Free

Lyrics

[Intro] Free Okay I see where y'all going Alright, yeah, uh-huh, yeah Free Okay Alright, Gu' You want me to fuck with that Free shit? Okay Yeah, I got you, Blaze Holler, uh, yeah, uh [Verse] Free, nigga, the name is strong It can mean ten things in one This dedicated to my niggas that grind from ten to ten In other words, all day duck the cops 'cause they wanna be free Man, them gates is strong and when that nigga locked down And he can't get out and he lose a couple pounds and his skin get pale And he's sittin' in his cell 'til his patience gone, you know Freeway be feeling your pain, I got twelve homies doing the same And if they had bail, homie, they'd be out But they don't, so they sittin' for a minute That's the price of the game when you in it Your freedom get strippen away These niggas came through my hood with the nines, my man Black hit they wheel with the K Spun it around Same day cops book 'em, guess who send kites to 'em, nigga? Free, that's right Holding 'em down, nigga, the clique tight Home or in jail, we get it down, open your mail Read your letters, see a couple flicks of your boyzie boyzies Nigga, Freeway like Georgie Porgie Puddin' pie, kiss the girl, fuck kiss, get orgies One clip'll rock your world, nigga, calm your bore beef Shootin' out with Free, you gon' need a four leaf But Freeway ain't all about the drama I seen bullets come up out the lamas and go into melons And leave niggas' skillets leaking like Aunt Jemima Fuck what your man think, that nigga gone, but he ain't free Give me the keys Y'all niggas is bitching, package it up, I'm out with the breeze In and out of lanes until I get where I'm goin' That's how I got my name, man, same reason my man ain't free You can get shot in your face Not payin' attention, lunchin', gripped by the D's Gotta be on point movin' your work by them benches That's how I got my change, fam Ain't a damn thing free in this world But your boy got a mean plan To get my team out the ghetto with my boys in stilettos 'til we rich, man I'ma play Joe Clark when it's hardly norm Free, whether the coupe on F or coupe on E I can get your chick on E See through her dress, get the address, give her the F, pass her to E They say the best things in life are free, but I can't tell I gotta pay for all the food that I take in And gotta pay for all the chronic that I inhale That's why I stick with my team, nigga, stick with my men Y'all dudes freelance, play for any team Don't stand for nothing, then you fall for anything Turn on your boys soon as you get any chance But it's cool, beat downs with bats and spiked chains are free Getting played and haters screaming my name ain't me Getting paid and changing the game is me That's why I keep a gat in the tuck that rip through your V Y'all niggas mad 'cause y'all ain't Free Look, I focus and aim Listen to bull, one verse can fuck up the game Kick in the door, icing your chain, clean up your kids Hook up your bulls, but gotta work hard 'cause it ain't free Used to get work hard, couldn't cook soft My homie remain anonymous, whipped up the D And you guessed it, we whipped up the soft, tripled the re But the game's sold, not told, it ain't free