You know what free is, nigga?
Whats free?
Free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV aint controllin what we see
Told my niggas, I need you
Through all the fame, you know I stayed true
Pray my niggas stay free
Made a few mistakes but this aint where I wanna be
Before Im judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, I need you
Stay up, I know these times aint true
Real life, whats free?
Since a lad, I was cunning, just got a pad out in London
I keep stackin my money, Ill need a ladder by summer
AK shots, niggas duckin stray shots
Been a top dog, thats before the K-Dots
Crackin in 06, immaculate showmanship
Talkin like you Mitch, disastrous on the strip
Holdin on your bitch, coulda never sold you a brick
With them people, you never been on a list
Mona Lisa to me aint nothin but a bitch
Hangin pictures like niggas swingin from his dick
We so different, you thought these didnt exist 
The Megalodon never seen on his wrist
Im from the South where they never make it this rich
God is the greatest, but Satan been on his shit
Walkin the pavement, I pray Im illuminated
Over a decade and never nobodys favorite
Pot and kilo go hand in hand like we Gamble and Huff
My amigo, a million grams and we countin em up 
You was dead broke, I let you hold a pack
You paid for it, but I fucked around and stole the track
Screaming gang gang, now you wanna rat
Racketeering charges caught him on a tap
Lookin for a bond, lawyers wanna tax
Purple hair got them faggots on your back
Whats free?
Free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV aint controllin what we see
Told my niggas, I need you
Through all the fame, you know I stayed true
Pray my niggas stay free
Made a few mistakes but this aint where I wanna be
Before Im judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, I need you
Stay up, I know these times aint true
Real life, whats free? 
Fed investigations, heard they plottin like I trap
20 mill in cash, they know I got that off of rap
Maybe its the Michael Rubins or the Robert Krafts
Or the billionaire from Marcy, and the way they got my back, uh
See how I prevailed now they try to knock me back, uh
Locked me in a cell for all them nights and I wont snap, uh
Two-fifty a show and they still think Im sellin crack, uh
When you bring my name up to the judge, just tell him facts
Tell him how we fundin all these kids to go to college
Tell him how we ceasin all these wars, stoppin violence
Tryna fix the system and the way that they designed it
I think they want me silenced 
Oh, say you can see, I dont feel like Im free
Locked down in my cell, shackled from ankle to feet
Judge bangin that gavel, turned me to slave from a king
Another day in the bing, I gotta hang from a string
Just for poppin a wheelie, my people march through the city
From a cell to a chopper, view from the top of the city
You can tell how we rockin, soon as I pop up we litty
Poppin like Bad Boy in 94, Big Poppa and Diddy
And niggas counted me out like my accountant aint busy
Thats five milli in twenties, sit up and count til Im dizzy
Phantom 500 thousand, hundred round in a stizzy
Is we beefin or rappin? I might just pop up with Drizzy like
Whats free?
Free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV aint controllin what we see
Told my niggas, I need you
Through all the fame, you know I stayed true
Pray my niggas stay free
Made a few mistakes but this aint where I wanna be
Before Im judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, I need you
Stay up, I know these times aint true 
Real life, whats free?
In the land of the free, where the blacks enslaved
Three-fifths of a man, I believes the phrase
Im 50% of DUSSÉ and its debt free 
100% of Ace of Spades, worth half a B 
Roc Nation, half of that, thats my piece
Hunnid percent of TIDAL to bust it up with my Gs, uh
Cause most of my niggas wont ever work together
You run a check up but they never give you leverage
No red hat, dont Michael and Prince me and Ye
They separate you when you got Michael and Princes DNA, uh
I aint one of these house niggas you bought
My house like a resort, my house bigger than yours
My spou- 
My route better, of course
We started without food in our mouth
They gave us pork and pig intestines
Shit you discarded that we ingested, we made the project a wave
You came back, reinvested and gentrified it
Took niggas sense of pride, now how thats free?
And them people stole the soul and hit niggas with 360s, huh
I aint got a billion streams, got a billion dollars
Inflating numbers like we posed to be happy about this
We was praisin Billboard, but we were young
Now I look at Billboard like, Is you dumb?
To this day, Grandma fraid what I might say
They gon have to kill me, Grandmama, Im not they slave
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, check out the bizarre 
Rappin style used by me, the H-O-V
Look at my hair free, carefree, niggas aint near free
Enjoy your chains, whats your employer name with the hairpiece?
I survived the hood, cant no Shaytan rob me
My accountants so good, Im practically livin tax free
Factory, thats me
Sold drugs, got away scot-free
Thats a CC, E-copy
Guilt free, still me
And expect me to not feel a way to this day
You would say yall killed me
Sucker free, no shuckin me, I dont jive turkey
Say Happy Thanksgiving, shit sound like a murder to me
Smoke free, all of yall callin out toll free
Label rob you for millions yet you wanna put a hole in me
Sugar free, seasoned but Im salt free
You lay a hand on Hov, my shooter shoot for free
I promise World War Three
Send a order through a hands free
Kill you in 24 hours or shorter, you cant ignore the hand speed
On god, its off the head, this improv but its no comedy
Sign I fail? Hell nah
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