[Intro]
Free
Okay
I see where y'all going
Alright, yeah, uh-huh, yeah
Free
Okay
Alright, Gu'
You want me to fuck with that Free shit? Okay
Yeah, I got you, Blaze
Holler, uh, yeah, uh

[Verse]
Free, n***a, the name is strong
It can mean ten things in one
This dedicated to my n***as that grind from ten to ten
In other words, all day duck the cops 'cause they wanna be free
Man, them gates is strong and when that n***a locked down
And he can't get out and he lose a couple pounds and his skin get pale
And he's sittin' in his cell 'til his patience gone, you know
Freeway be feeling your pain, I got twelve homies doing the same
And if they had bail, homie, they'd be out
But they don't, so they sittin' for a minute
That's the price of the game when you in it
Your freedom get strippen away
These n***as came through my hood with the nines, my man Black hit they wheel with the K
Spun it around
Same day cops book 'em, guess who send kites to 'em, n***a?
Free, that's right
Holding 'em down, n***a, the clique tight
Home or in jail, we get it down, open your mail
Read your letters, see a couple flicks of your boyzie boyzies
N***a, Freeway like Georgie Porgie
Puddin' pie, kiss the girl, fuck kiss, get orgies
One clip'll rock your world, n***a, calm your bore beef
Shootin' out with Free, you gon' need a four leaf
But Freeway ain't all about the drama
I seen bullets come up out the lamas and go into melons
And leave n***as' skillets leaking like Aunt Jemima
Fuck what your man think, that n***a gone, but he ain't free
Give me the keys
Y'all n***as is bitching, package it up, I'm out with the breeze
In and out of lanes until I get where I'm goin'
That's how I got my name, man, same reason my man ain't free
You can get shot in your face
Not payin' attention, lunchin', gripped by the D's
Gotta be on point movin' your work by them benches
That's how I got my change, fam
Ain't a damn thing free in this world
But your boy got a mean plan
To get my team out the ghetto with my boys in stilettos 'til we rich, man
I'ma play Joe Clark when it's hardly norm
Free, whether the coupe on F or coupe on E
I can get your chick on E
See through her dress, get the address, give her the F, pass her to E
They say the best things in life are free, but I can't tell
I gotta pay for all the food that I take in
And gotta pay for all the chronic that I inhale
That's why I stick with my team, n***a, stick with my men
Y'all dudes freelance, play for any team
Don't stand for nothing, then you fall for anything
Turn on your boys soon as you get any chance
But it's cool, beat downs with bats and spiked chains are free
Getting played and haters screaming my name ain't me
Getting paid and changing the game is me
That's why I keep a gat in the tuck that rip through your V
Y'all n***as mad 'cause y'all ain't Free
Look, I focus and aim
Listen to bull, one verse can fuck up the game
Kick in the door, icing your chain, clean up your kids
Hook up your bulls, but gotta work hard 'cause it ain't free
Used to get work hard, couldn't cook soft
My homie remain anonymous, whipped up the D
And you guessed it, we whipped up the soft, tripled the re
But the game's sold, not told, it ain't free