Young Roddy - Freedom of Speech 3 lyrics

[Intro] Can't understand What happened to all those young lovers It doesn't make sense It doesn't make sense Good sense Good sense [Verse 1] Turn on the news the whole world f**ed up Sitting like I'm strong enough to break these handcuffs Plan didn't work I switched my plan up We all we got so never give your mans up Ma hood and ma mama raised a grown man Heard they tryna take my life I hope they gun jam My girl she always say get with the program She wants some real love but I'm stubborn like ma old man Sorry love I can't blame you if you sick of waiting Know you deserve better I'd be the first to say it Staring at ma son I need some motivation From Pablo that nasty night I switched my occupation The most slept on I'm the topic of the conversation Real sh** probly me and big drip They told me conscious rappers barely ever blow That's crazy they don't wanna hear real sh** no more And I forever speak my peace This that freedom of speech three Ma granny told me heaven is our next stop Lord forgive me all them years I keep her stressed out Then the cops k**ed my mans left him stretched out I had to hold it down when poppa chose to step out Fussing with mama they say don't do that Troubled child she could've sent me to bootcamp Twenty with a newborn sleeping on granny futon [?] b**hing at me my uncle smoking the new port It doesn't make sense It doesn't make sense [Verse 2] Uh, stomach growling I thank God for them coupons And them food stamps I wish I could [?] more No hot water, water was only lukewarm Young Frank Lucas I'm tryna put my crew on Last b**h leave me played me they told me move on Put that behind me hoping the labels sign me I was stacking that green up selling the white to them zombies Ain't had no fly gift back then please don't remind me Uh, I went from ramen noodles to benny hondas I call this food for thought how I'm dropping knowledge This sh** ain't no joke no Rickey Smiley I was riding in the bucket going school but hiding Uh, from a spot where they check you like where they sitting from Ma homie got paid but spent that at the liquor store They told me conscious rappers barely every blow It's crazy they don't wanna hear real sh** no more Yeah I'll forever speak my piece This that freedom of speech three