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01 - Free

Album: Philadelphia Freeway Durasi: 3:25

Free, ooh

Okay, I see where y'all are goin'

Alright, yeah, uh-huh, yeah

Okay, alright dude, you want me to fuck with that Free shit? (Free)

Okay, yeah, I got you blaze, holla

Uh, yeah, uh!

(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

(Free)way be feelin' your pain, I got 12 homies doin' 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 (Free)dom get strippin' 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, holdin' 'em down nigga, the clique tight

Homer and Joe, we get it down, open your mail

Read your letters, see a couple flicks of ya boyzie boyzies, nigga

(Free)way like Georgie Porgie, puddin' pie kiss the girl

Fuck kiss, get orgies

One clip'll rock ya world, nigga calm ya bore beef

Shootin' out with Free you gon' need a four leaf

But (Free)way ain't all about the drama

I seen bullets come up out the lamas and go into melons

And leave niggas killas leakin' like Aunt Jemima

Fuck what ya man think that nigga gone but he ain't (Free)

Gimme the keys, y'all niggas is bitchin'

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, mane, series and my man ain't (Free)

You can get shot in your face

Not payin' attention, lunchin', gripped by the deez

Gotta be on point movin' ya 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'mma play Joe Clark when it's hardly norm

(Free) Whether the coupe on F or coupe on E

I can get ya 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 (Free)lance, play for any team

Don't stand for nothin' then you fall for anything

Turn on your voice soon as you get any cheers

But it's cool, beat downs with bats and spiked chains are (Free)

Gettin' played and haters screamin' my name ain't me

Gettin' paid and changin' the game is me

That's why I keep a gatt in the tuck

That rip through ya bean, y'all niggas mad cuz y'all ain't (Free)

Look, I focus and aim, listen to bull

One verse can fuck up the game

Kick in a door, icier chain

Clean up ya kids, hook up ya bulls, but gotta work hard cuz it ain't (Free)

Used to get work hard couldn't cook soft

My homie remain anonymous, looked up to D

And you guessed it we worked up the soft, tripled the reef

But the game's sold not told, it ain't (Free)