Lyrics Free - Cam Meekins

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)