Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Freedom , by - Chillinit. Release date: 07.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Freedom |
| Motherfucker, this is |
| (Freedom) I just do it for the world |
| I just do it for my girl, look baby, this is |
| (Freedom) I just do it for my fam |
| I’m just trying to be the man, god damn this is |
| (Freedom) Say god damn, this is freedom |
| I’m just tryin' to make classics (Woo) |
| I’m feelin' no stress |
| The money does mathematics like I was Mos Def |
| And how the fuck is he rappin' and still be so blessed? |
| Oh yes, brudda I’m Summer Jam and I’m So Fresh |
| I spent forever on irrelevant times |
| And wasted too many seconds on the stress in my mind |
| I never reply, 'cause wack rappers sellin' their lies |
| And I be getting money like I’m Jerry Maguire |
| But I woke up and let the sun in my eyes |
| What can I say, brah? |
| I’m lovin' my life |
| Thinking back to my brothers that died |
| I know my Mum still suffers inside |
| And walks around like there’s something to hide |
| But I live life, get money |
| Give a fuck about the law, keep your bread coming |
| Hit the far side up until we get runnin' |
| (Whoop) Ah shit, I hear the feds coming, tell 'em this is |
| (Freedom) I just wanna get rich for my brothers in the six |
| Motherfucker, this is |
| (Freedom) I just do it for the world |
| I just do it for my girl, look baby, this is |
| (Freedom) I just do it for my fam |
| I’m just trying to be the man, god damn this is |
| (Freedom) Say god damn, this is freedom |
| I’m never caught when I’m passin' those coppers |
| I’m tricky with the ball, I’m the Harlem Globetrotters |
| They be signed like the cards in your wallet |
| But the money’s all mine, there’s no halvin' my profits |
| I went crazy and flirted with death once |
| Now I’m tryin' to be the boss and I worked 'til the bread jumped |
| Fresh cunt, no major or turning for head fucks |
| And no money that I make has a thirty percent cut, get fucked |
| And now I gots to focus |
| I made her bend her back like scoliosis |
| Listen to me, I don’t got emotions |
| Locked them in the basement |
| Getting wasted with the lost and hopeless |
| Everybody ride my wave when it’s suitin' 'em |
| And now they’re smokin' on the base and the Sudafed |
| And now I’m using fake names with a pseudonym |
| When I be on a flight, I’m Blake James 'cause the boodah’s lit |
| I stay focussed, brudda, I stay focussed |
| 420 when I drop on the beat, stay smokin' |
| Used to rock a fella for weed, I Jay Hov him |
| Now I’m tryin' to get a classic and free like Beethoven |
| I’m all black with the Chucks, I’m in the back of the truck |
| Balaclava and a packet of bud |
| No lights on, no license |
| I’m trying to dodge the jacks on the run (Whoop) |
| Here they come, I’m just a passionate cunt |
| From the way that I spit wicked, I’m sicker with sick lyrics |
| Got a monster next to under my bed like I’m Chris Griffin |
| All you bruddas bad liars, chase pussy like Quagmire |
| But the pussy come to me 'cause I’m sitting on six figures (Argh) |
| 420, I spit a verse and I chew the beat |
| I fucked your bitch and got chicken burgers on Uber Eats |
| On her account, I’m hitting herb moving weed |
| Free my brother from the can like tuna meat |
| Freedom |
| Freedom |
| Freedom |
| Freedom |
| (Freedom) I just wanna get rich for my brothers in the six |
| Motherfucker, this is |
| (Freedom) I just do it for the world |
| I just do it for my girl, look baby, this is |
| (Freedom) I just do it for my fam |
| I’m just trying to be the man, god damn this is |
| (Freedom) Say god damn, this is freedom |
| (Freedom) I just wanna get rich for my brothers in the six |
| Motherfucker, this is |
| (Freedom) I just do it for the world |
| I just do it for my girl, look baby, this is |
| (Freedom) I just do it for my fam |
| I’m just trying to be the man, god damn this is |
| (Freedom) Say god damn, this is freedom |