Freedom lyrics

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Genius Translations


[Verse 1]
I'm a young n*gga tryna come up
Remember them days I was f*cked up
I ain't have sh*t, but a couple bucks and a couple fits
I wasn't on nothin till I bought a gun and I started poking n*ggas
I was smoking weed and smoking n*ggas
Wish a n*gga would come confront a n*gga
I was starting sh*t with a bunch of n*ggas
I turned savage too quick a lot of n*ggas said I wasn't on sh*t
Shot my first gun at this old head n*ggas knew then I wasn't no b*tch
Me and my friends had this lil clique
Cream Team had the hoes on our di*k
Shaking that sh*t up in the school hallways
Dropping L's all in our pics
Wasn't so quick to ball up my fist, cause I kept a gun I was too slick
Tryna put a n*gga on a news flick, try a n*gga bet he wasn't gone do sh*t
I was still showing up to my classes
I wasn't never dumb I was still passing that's how I pulled a lot of my hoes
They was all asking me for the answers but I tweaked, cause I start bailing out
Cause the block was banging I was selling out
Showing up to school with a uzi on me
I felt like the man I had hella clout
Once I got snaked by a couple n*ggas, so I stopped hanging with a bunch of n*ggas
Felt like I was running out of luck with n*ggas
Momma always told me not to f*ck with n*ggas
But you'll always catch me with a couple n*ggas
With a couple guns that got double triggers
Swear we not for none TFG them n*ggas
PBG them n*ggas
n*gga we them n*ggas
Want to see my n*ggas in the afterlife
R.I.P my n*ggas
Bring them back tonight
All this money on me I'll sacrifice just to see my homies
Then come back to life
[Pre-Hook x2]
I don't know a lot of real n*ggas
But I know a whole lot of fake n*ggas
She can suck my di*k but I won't cake with her
Take a n*gga out like I'm dating with him

[Verse 2]
I ain't never flexed bout sh*t I said
I don't really regret sh*t that I did I am who I am it is what is is
I'll still pop a n*gga like a quiz
I'm going to be the same n*gga till i'm dead
I won't even change if I had kids but I bet they going to know who they dad is
With they bad ass in they ad-libs (Heh!)
They told me real recognize real I don't recognize a lot of motherf*ckers
I know n*ggas know and b*tches know I ain't got to lie to motherf*ckers
If you thinking I ain't going to blow this b*tch then gone and try me motherf*cker
Cause these green hollows put a n*gga insides on the outside of motherf*ckers
Shut the f*ck up I'm tired of motherf*ckers
Heater on me I'll fry a motherf*cker
Gucci, Louie, Prada, Ferragamo only rock the hottest in designer motherf*cker
I don't know why you fronting your move
Flexing like you going to sign a motherf*cker 360 deal for a half a mill
I just smiled and declined that motherf*cker
Now days ain't nobody trying to throw hands no more
If you ain't got a gun on you ain't nobody trying to hear what you saying no more
And if you ever run on me we ain't homies
Better not catch you in the land no more
Lord forgive me all the crazy sh*t I did I don't want to see that can no more
sh*t changed I don't understand no more
We the gang thought you was my man's though bro
Lot of homies turn phony n*ggas I wouldn't shake they hand no more
Still this war sh*t ain't stopping lot of bodies dropping
My n*ggas ain't playing no more
You sneak dissing what you saying though bro
Cause you can get it too and yo bro
f*ck is wrong with you
Know you better ask somebody n*gga
f*ck around and catch me a body n*gga
I done been shot at by a couple b*tch n*ggas so I don't put it pass nobody n*gga
Still got n*ggas on Flamie n*gga and they'll catch a body for me
Put a lil cash on your head but if they want you dead
They'll take care that body for free (Heh!)
Lot of n*ggas say that they f*ck with me
They don't really f*ck with me (Heh!)
Lot of b*tches say that they f*cking me they ain't really f*cking me (Heh!)
This 40 I'm clutching it's stuck on me
It would be legal if this sh*t was up to me
They like what's up lil homie you don't f*ck with me
I don't even know you why you saying what's up to me
[Hook x2]
The same n*ggas trying to get tough with me
You still be pus*y remember you grew up with me
She know I cheated she know I be f*cking her friend
But she she saying she swear that she can't get enough of me (Thottie!)
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