Black Diamond - Free lyrics

[Intro] Riding, yah Real sh** (correct) [Hook] I love to be free [Verse 1] Breaking the half in the kitchen closet Baking soda by the water faucet Pot and spoon on the stove [?] This the ish that make a soul fly (I love to be free) Naked women counting money on the sofa Tony Montana, bunch of coke boys, all adolescent, fly dressing All gold boys, get you everything from an eight ball to a home boy Hit the street, Chevy riding like a Rolls-Royce Roll joints and bump Geto Boys Twisting fingers, throw bankers out the window it's like we sense some danger I ain't fly by this fall, let you meet your maker Skinny n***a but I got my weight up, ten large in each pocket n***a who can hate us Beat a n***a out his pockets if you try and play us Trigger chick on this strip we some effin' playas Bank rolls, bank ain't never closed, n***a, pay up [Hook 4x] [Interlude] I really just wanna be free man [Verse 2:] Five deep in the hatchback co*kin' straps tryna find out where the cash at Lurkin', hoodie down and a black mask Eight shots, twelve gauge wrapped in black flags To cool the pipes when the shell blasts Miss a n***a on that corner then we pill back To finish the job, dome shots, send him to God Ever stare a dead man in the face while you finish to rob Blood leak and body cold, eyes looking beyond While you're snatching out his gold, take his money then run And your conscience eating you like 'damn that's somebody's son' But you're stomach aching you can't keep scraping these crumbs And it's do or die and I'ma ride till no breathe in these lungs [?] Playing sweet song, bust back, if the heat come Play your enemies close, but never ever sleep with 'em Advice for flashy hustlers with jack boys peepin' 'em If you ever see that hatchback, n***a you better squeeze on 'em [Hook 4x]