Freedom Summer

Lyrics

Intro Welcome to freedom summer Time is liberty Verse 1: [Translee] Back when Florence meant Alabama not Italy Back when Hunstville wasn't really too into me Back when [?] ran the streets them fleeces was up my sleeves My jeans they kept the crease you know I was a beast Ridin' with [?] and [?] brother capris We pull up on Kendrick I know his mama would cook a feast to say the least We had a place for our official sacrificial beliefs (Skipping school with them freaks) Tell it true my mama wouldn't let me get braids She didn't want me stereotyped my last day of tenth grade Back when an IG page couldn't put you on stage Back before {?} said he a pussy you find a twenty man that shit just had me amazed Back when doing dirt meant at least somebody was getting paid Nowadays these niggas doing dirt just for likes on their page, man is this a phase? Back when [?] used to have me in the projects for days, underage and smoking weed blazed Before Tip and Jeezy was let out their cage, man we was Outkast all day Mike Jones, Paul Wall, 8Ball, MJB, BIG, Snoop Dogg, Dre (Pac) Before anyone [?] said I was a thought Before [?] rock, before we ever motorbike we [?] Before they could snatch it on [?] Before they would classify a classic album the day after Before Bush had national disaster and Television had Kanye giving him backlash for the black African mishappening Before skinny jeans was happening Before Obama picked the cabinet Before 100K followers was deemed adequate Before [?] interest was adamant These days couldn't fathom it These days rappers lack talent, passion and uh, good management Doing a balancing act on mannequins Street guide, hamburger sandwiches, late night, packaging cannabis, [?] boy scrambling [?] can't come fast enough Second chances don't come that first one don't pass it up Talking back before I knew an hourglass can move fast as fuck I was legit sitting in my room thinking life wasn't adding up Would I be young forever, would I die standing up (Keep on living young nigga keep on living) The only cure for the struggle is just the hustle Just left the coldest winter please welcome to freedom summer We free of pain, pride and depression, self esteem and oppression Free of wack rappers disrespecting the legends Free of ads in the mentions Free of fake news, free of them tiki-torch alt right shit-faced bastards Free of being scared of the rapture If you ain't right with God you better get right We watching out for midnight, that's 12 And we didn't even do nothing wrong and that's what's wrong We freeing ourselves and that won't take long Be yourself, love yourself, embrace the O.G's Respect the CEO to the manager to security to the janitor One love, easy Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom Outro This Freedom Summer, want to welcome y'all Time is liberty