Be Free

Lyrics

Yo Rid on my minutes I rip to the bone Throwing rocks at my vision but nobody home I ain't been independent from bitches to bongs In a delicate flow think it's better I Going ghost with the bone squadron Overthrow with that holy smoke like the bowl got him Bears to poke so my nose plotting Artichoke like the hoes stopping Martyr goals not a bold option Just my soul rocking From the hole watching But they broke broke in they own department God don't get me started So cold to the whole hearted Overwritten on my soul harvest That's a no no if you no artist Give that old scope like I don't carve it Shit Play with my name if you want Can't fuck with the ways that I talk Don't run up your brain with the box It's a long time better take it with you This shit is lethal You don't know who sent you They coming in pieces just rock with the missiles And hope that I'm reaching all thing essential Surviving the fittest to fall with the weather All in the name of the better Flaunt on the rain from the blender Pause I ain't finished yet From ambitions to introspection No sweat I rinse on the brink of death Get a quickie off the intellect Life a bitch I ain't in it yet Write this quick fix as my testament But run it back cause I got a couple missing steps shit But now you know Sometimes it feel like I lose my soul But that's just how you grow old Or maybe just how to grow Now you know Sometimes it feel like I lose my soul But that's just how you grow old Or maybe just how to grow Maybe we'll never know Let go bitch Young morrie like a wave in the ocean One story splitting into many When shit feel oddly repetitive then you know that I'm golden Let the beat feel broken Fuck your emotions untouched devotion I ain't fucking woke man I just love the scripture until I think I own it Ain't no picture perfect just adapt to omens A couple blisters get you out the forest Stop eating dinner man that shit is stolen Get you through the winter cause my sentence colder One hundred proof how we winning Overthrowing some boulders With loads on the shoulders Ten toes in the dirt With the B G in the back with the soda Team in a coma About to be free-er than your teeth when it's over About to come back with the flows I don't need the free smoke Cause I chief on my own Three piece and I'm gone Three weeks it's a song Needed me all along Shit the fees from the weak in the cause Had the space all along Spit the verse like a dog Shit I got to be the best right Ain't fucking honest like a fleshlight Plain white pockets never mesh nice Plain white pockets never mesh nice Rolling up the clips get my head right But now you know Sometimes it feel like I lose my soul But that's just how you grow old Or maybe just how to grow Now you know Sometimes it feel like I lose my soul But that's just how you grow old Or maybe just how to grow Maybe we'll never know