Big K.R.I.T. - Free Agent lyrics

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Big K.R.I.T. - Free Agent lyrics

[Big KRIT & Breakfast Club:] [DJ Envy:] "Def Jam didn't really support, uhhh..." [Charlamagne:] "I was shocked they put your album out. I'm not gonna lie to you." [KRIT:] "For real you were shocked? [Charlamagne:] I mean, I knew you had an underground following cause of your mixtapes and stuff..." [DJ Envy:] "They wasn't ready" [Charlamagne:] "... but I was shocked that they actually put your album out." [Angela Yee:] "How many more mixtapes did you end up putting out before they released your album?" [KRIT:] "I mean exactly" [Angela Yee: "I know you did a lot of touring..." [KRIT:] "Yeah" [Charlamagne:] "I knew people in the Def Jam building who was like, 'man... ' I say when the Big Krit album coming out? And they say 'NEVER. Ain't gonna sell no records.'" [Big KRIT:] I built it from the ground up Act like they found us From the sign of the label, tried to drown us I built a boat in a moat for my castle I graduated to a businessman, I got ta**els Another chapter, another story, another plot Mother f** the foul in their court, I took a shot Three presidents in 5 years, I never stopped While they worried about the single sales- The albums flopped Oh Lord, Lord, Lord there they go Trying to f** me out another but I ain't a ho I produce and write my own sh**, I know the score I'm gonna drop another mixtape, ain't gonna tour We ain't playing games man, I'm too raw For you to try to take me out my motherf**ing zone For you to try and tell me I ain't motherf**ing known I guess I gotta do it how I done it on my own, UH I've been a free agent n***a I've been a free agent n***a Even when I was signed It was multi til I die I've proven motherf**ers wrong Every God damn time I've been a free agent n***a I've been a free agent n***a Naw they can't hold Put the whole team on my shoulders Now there's money on the way Because the contract's over What good is a team if they don't ball out with you? Domino n***as they'll fall out with you At the table with the majors they go all out with you Til you're underground with it, they won't crawl out with you So they serve, serve you a plate Full of scraps and the bait You ain't eating so you ate So ain't moving so you shake Anything that you can 'Cause you gotta drop another album But ain't make a mother f**ing dollar, OH! Man it's hard to understand How they rob a n***a then shake his other hand? How I hit the road when I ain't never had a chance? How I sell a show and I ain't even make 'em dance? How I ain't a gimmick but I got all these fans? How I made in merch what you got in your advance? How I work the tape like I was bagging up the grams? How a country boy took that country sh** and ran? UH I've been a free agent n***a I've been a free agent n***a Even when I was signed It was multi til I die I've proven motherf**ers wrong Every God damn time I've been a free agent n***a I've been a free agent n***a Naw they can't hold Put the whole team on my shoulders Now there's money on the way Because the contract's over