Cy Fyre - Free Me lyrics

[Hook X2: Berner] All white Benz, I'm just ridin' like I'm leanin' Three or four charges and I'm hoping that I beat 'em They let just ball out, then they pull us out a dream Look at me Twenty-nine, in the cell screaming free me [Verse 1: Berner] New Gucci Locs, uh, custom made Gucci coat Black jeans, fifty stacks, lean got me movin' slow b**hes in my face talkin' money, is she ready though I guess she strips and already hoes Trust me, I lost loved ones over money It's funny Cause I know my ex-wife still loves me Twenty on my head, try and take me away I'll leave a shooter on his face, dead You think that I'm playin' I'm talking nights with no sleep, stuck, thinkin' of jail My lil homie got hit, sh**, I hope he don't tell I hope all is well, them letters gettin' harder to read My daughter needs her dad, but daddy's still stuck in them streets I'll do an old school flip with that mitt if I have too Roll the windows up and let the pigs right roll past you It's cloudy in my car, how you livin'? And if I die tonight, remember me like John Lennon Fly woman give me gifts just to get some dick I'm on the road like Joe Pelly if the feds come hit I only rap cause I need this trap money legit I'm in the sticks, letting pounds of kush go for six And my sh**'s limo tint, sun roof, feel the sun Mind numb from the sh** I seen, I hate doing wrong Crime pays, why lie, sh**, I'm young and I'm rich Probably sittin' in the cell looking back at this sh** [Hook X2: Berner] All white Benz, I'm just ridin' like I'm leanin' Three or four charges and I'm hoping that I beat 'em They let just ball out, then they pull us out a dream Look at me Twenty-nine, in the cell screaming free me [Verse 2: Freeze] What the f** my n***a Price die? Ain't no love in this streets, so the price high I cry, dry tears out my eyes, so I'm hot Wife walked out on our marriage cause I'm a mob guy She want a regular dude with a regular job But Freeze married to the game, it's not a facade No Bill Cosby, no Phylicia Rashad Bumpin' 2Pac's sh**, Ambitions of a Rider Cause I'm a rider for my sun and my daughter I might off you, forgive me heavinly father I ain't the best father, I need their approval I keep them fresh like every day is back to school Michael Jay Fox, I'm Back to the Future Tony Montana style, I am actor as future Good n***as dying, we need accurate shooters Accident h*mo n***as too sacred to put their dukes up [Hook X2: Berner] All white Benz, I'm just ridin' like I'm leanin' Three or four charges and I'm hoping that I beat 'em They let just ball out, then they pull us out a dream Look at me Twenty-nine, in the cell screaming free me [Verse 3: Ampichino] House with two swimming pools All wood floors, gla** ceiling, panoramic view Barbecues in the winter Still grittin', my vision clear even though I wear carty lenses Party with women that drink Bacardi and lemon You n***as is tardy, we've been revil Harley engines All my n***as that's gone, you know it's hard to mention And the concept like a fresh from a car convincing Ball 'til I fall, I still thank God for livin' Don't go to church, though I'm living, this my religion Cook and work in the kitchen That's food for thought, my n***a, you do the dishes Cover your mouth when we talk, you know the feds listenin' Guns got the sparkin' at this little son Christinin' Neck and wrist glistinin' You owe bread, then found dead by old white fence and then Hated like Zimmerman, looked at the world we livin' in Handle your business, we move more trees to Timberland Ball like the Wimbledon, Harin, Bone, and Pendalin Project tennamix, ya'll n***as indigent Ya'll talk that we livin' it, we walked and we did this sh** We're barkin with bigger clips Don't care if you innocent Look at my black skin they me the immigrant He didn't die, I'mma hit him with an iller clip