Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Freedom , by - Young Pappy. Release date: 07.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Freedom |
| I’m a young nigga tryna come up, remember them days I was fucked up |
| I ain’t have shit, but a couple bucks and a couple fist I wasn’t on nothin |
| Till I bought a gun and I started poking niggas, I was smoking weed and smoking |
| niggas |
| Wish a nigga would come confront a nigga, I was starting shit with a bunch of |
| niggas |
| I turned savage to quick, a lot of niggas said I wasn’t on shit |
| Shot my first gun at this old head, niggas knew then I wasn’t no bitch |
| Me and my friends had this lil clique, green team? |
| had the hoes on our dick |
| Shaking that shit up in the hallways, dropping L’s all in our pics |
| Wasn’t so quick to ball up my fist, cuz I kept a gun I was to slick |
| Tryna put a nigga on a news flick, try a nigga, bet he wasn’t gone do shit |
| I was still showing up to my classes, I wasn’t never dumb I was still passing |
| That’s how I pulled a lot of my hoes, they was all asking me for the answers |
| But I tweaked, cuz I start bailing out, cuz the block was banging I was selling |
| out |
| Showing up to school with a oochie on me, I felt like the man I had hella clout |
| Once I got snaked by a couple niggas, so I stopped hanging with a bunch of |
| niggas |
| Felt like I was running out of luck with niggas |
| Momma always told me not to fuck with niggas |
| But you’ll always catch me with a couple niggas |
| With a couple guns that got double triggers |
| Swear we not for none TFG them niggas |
| PBG them niggas |
| Nigga we them niggas |
| Want to see my niggas in the afterlife |
| R.I.P my niggas |
| Bring them back tonight |
| All this money on me I’ll sacrifice just to see my homies them come back to life |
| (I don’t know a lot of real niggas |
| But I know a whole lot of fake niggas |
| She can suck my dick but I won’t cake with her |
| Take a nigga out like I’m dating with him) |
| I ain’t never flexed bout shit I said |
| I don’t really regret shit that I did |
| I am who I am it is what is is |
| I’ll still pop a nigga like a quiz |
| I’m going to be the same nigga till I’m dead |
| I won’t even change if I had kids |
| But I bet they going to know who they dad is |
| With they bad ass with my adlibs (Heh!) |
| They told me real recognize real |
| I don’t recognize a lot of motherfuckers |
| I know niggas know and bitches know |
| I ain’t got to lie to motherfuckers |
| If you thinking I ain’t going to blow this bitch |
| Then gone and try me motherfucker |
| Cause these green hollows put a nigga insides |
| On the outside of motherfuckers |
| Shut the fuck up I’m tired of motherfuckers |
| Heater on me I’ll fry a motherfucker |
| Gucci, Loui, Prada, Feragama only rock the hottest |
| In designer motherfucker |
| I don’t know why you fronting your move |
| Flexing like you going to sign a motherfucker |
| 360 deal for a half a mill |
| I just smiled and declined that motherfucker |
| Now days ain’t nobody trying to throw hands no more |
| If you ain’t got a gun on you ain’t nobody trying to hear what you saying no |
| more |
| And if you ever run on me we ain’t homies |
| Better not catch you in the land no more |
| Lord forgive me all the crazy shit I did I don’t want to see that can no more |
| Shit changed I don’t understand no more |
| We the gang thought you was my man’s though bro |
| Lot of homies turn phony niggas |
| I wouldn’t shake they hand no more |
| Still this war shit ain’t stopping lot of bodies dropping |
| My niggas ain’t playing no more |
| You sneak dissing what you saying though bro |
| Cause you can get it too and yo bro |
| Fuck is wrong with you |
| Know you better ask somebody nigga |
| Fuck around and catch me a body nigga |
| I den been shot at by a couple bitch niggas |
| So I don’t put it pass nobody nigga |
| Still got niggas on Flamie nigga |
| And they’ll catch a body for me |
| Put a lil cash on your head |
| But if they want you dead |
| They’ll take care that body for free (Heh!) |
| Lot of niggas say that they fuck with me |
| They don’t really fuck with me (Heh!) |
| Lot of bitches say that they fucking me |
| They ain’t really fucking me (Heh!) |
| This 40 I’m clutching it’s stuck on me |
| It would be legal if this shit was up to me |
| They like what’s up lil homie you don’t fuck with me |
| I don’t even know you how you saying what’s up to me |
| (The same niggas trying to get tough with me |
| You still be pussy remember you grew up with me |
| She know I cheated she know I be fucking her friend |
| But she she saying she swear that she can’t get enough of me) (Thotie!) |