freedom

Lyrics

, holdin' my daughter in the booth, her momma out there somewhere in that bentley tryin' to find a roof, poof, i wave my wand and here comes kendrick, niggas say the west ain't winnin', i'm just tryin' to find the proof, speakin' of proof, i'm 'bout to roll one with snoop, blow the smoke out to your memory and toast to eminem, cause he, gave me the shit that i needed on documentary, keep it real with myself, i got murdered like john kennedy, but that was cool cause i was just there for the energy, watchin' bizarre pop pills while 2pac in my hennessy, first time in detroit, had to rock the grant hills, cause i threw up my dukes when california was at a stand still, but hope ain't lost cause dr. dre the man still, had faith in me, knew i had heat like an anvil, ran through entire crews, put their remains in a landfill, and i ain't lost the hunger, i'm eatin' out the can still, yeah, wherever hov and nas at in the world right now, i know they listenin' like, this young nigga be killin' this shit, hip-hop is life's ciroc i'm 'bout to drop a pill in this shit, let's go, esco bars nigga, like nas nigga, the flow is rakim with the birdman cars nigga, hold on i gotta take birdman's call nigga, stunna, whattup blood?, "whattup blood? what's poppin' my nigga?, look, i know this the last one after this it's straight cash money, my nigga, so, it's ymcmb, wild life my nigga, let's get it poppin'", rich game, one hunnid, suwoo, new coupe, remove roof, i'm from where niggas'll do your bitch and bitch niggas'll do you, inevitably we take celebrity bitches and run a chu-chu, we puttin' on magnums, taggin' that wagon, some of these birds kookoo, and murder is what i do to, these just blazes, kanyes, shit on swizz, i handle my biz, the whole world know what i do to dre's shit, niggas know i'm classic, i ain't even gotta say shit, frank ocean more of a man than you niggas, get up off that gay shit, fuck copyin' styles, niggas be tracin', whether it's me, the movie, or jadakiss, niggas just can't fuck with jayceon, so let's go, laa, da da da dup da ah, thought you love me before, i'm glad, every hood needs an anthem, laa, da da da dup da ah, winning comes with a price, no matter how hard you try, can't buy freedom, we're far from being free, yea we're far from being free, we're far from free, wanna welcome everybody to jesus piece, after my album fades, my competition will lyrically be deceased, niggas saying i'm underrated, like a younger jay with heat, but not the ones the thunder play with, so los angeles king is sort of an understatement, let me find a gun up here, i leave you niggas under pavement, tell 'em they rent's due, pay up or get cement shoes, all this dope be around, you act like i ain't lean on that fence too, but now you up here and bitches and cars is what i'm into, you wanna send me to god, i wear 45 in that french shoe, i fuck with wale, ross, and my nigga french too, and me and face just slashed the last beat up like a ginsu, my album like a 'rari, a lot of dope features, glad you bought it, now sit back and just blow reefer, i know the concept behind it is gon' reach ya, now turn this mufucka up and blow speakers, ladies and gentleman, i would like to introduce to you, an incredible gentleman, he goes by the name elijah blake, let's go, and last but definitely not least, i wanna send a special shout out, to my nigga james harden, another los angeles nigga carrying rockets, ballin' on you bitches