Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Free, artist - Cam Meekins.
Date of issue: 26.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Free |
Let’s go |
Yeah |
One time, one time in it, one time |
Deleted your number and threw my phone into the street |
Live on the 26th floor, I move out in a week |
Got your fucking clothes hanging up, writing the beats |
Can’t get a single thought across without feeling weak |
Swear it’s like the hardest part to throw the memories away |
All these fucking online posts hemorrhaging me |
I don’t really have the heart to go through this again |
My emotions don’t exist no more, so I’ll just pretend |
I don’t really understand the generation we in |
We just break up and fucking post pictures again |
We were never really happy when we posted those pictures |
But I can’t remember bad times, now it’s ridiculous |
I only feel the good times ringing and I’m missing you |
Thinking 'bout your dirty ass apartment I was kissing you |
If I had to do it all again, I don’t know if I loved you |
Or I just got obsessed with fixing you |
Someone get a hold of me, feelings are controlling me |
I just need to roll some weed, I know I’m supposed to be |
Focused on the road 'fore me, travelling this road for free |
Feeling like you’re choking me, fuck, it’s taking over me |
But I really don’t believe anyone can roll with me |
You and I were preconceived notions and I couldn’t see |
Hoping I can find relieve, gotta look inside of me |
Feel the past guiding me, I just wanna fly and be |
Free, free, free, free, free |
I just wanna be free from this baggage you left me |
Literally you left a giant suitcase at my crib |
Can you please come by and pick up that shit? |
I wanna be, free, free, free, free, free |
I just wanna be free from this damage you left me |
Literally I’m tryna live my life without the distract |
But you always keep coming back (coming back, coming back) |
I see you with your new dude, I hope you’re happy |
Just tell him I made 12 thousand last month from rapping |
I really brought the game back, like I’m the captain |
Smoke alone in penthouse apartments in Manhattan |
And when I’m at the top remember me |
I dunno why I feel this way, is it the Hennessy? |
I used to never drink or smoke, but now my mind is too corrupt |
I’m upgrading with my substances and all I do is drugs |
But I’ma find my way and make rhyming pay |
I lock myself into a room and make a song a day |
So I guess I gotta thank you for the inspo |
Didn’t expect it to be quite like this though |
I feel something taking over me, shaping me like potpourri |
Shaking when I go to sleep, crazy y’all don’t notice me |
Hazey, try to focus B, never get the most of me |
Always in another place, demons be approaching me |
Somehow I just make it work, twisted and I go berzerk |
Tryna focus on my work, but I’m getting too concerned |
Every dollar that I earn, spending it on shit to burn |
I don’t think I’ll ever learn, I just can’t get over her |
Free, free, free, free, free |
I just wanna be free from this baggage you left me |
Literally you left a giant suitcase at my crib |
Can you please come by and pick up that shit? |
I wanna be, free, free, free, free, free |
I just wanna be free from this damage you left me |
Literally I’m tryna live my life without the distract |
But you always keep coming back (coming back, coming back) |