To Be Free ft. Kennzo Suede Lyrics

High up

Loft

Get wrapped up

Gauze

Try angles

Pause

I'm still creative ya bish

I got my help

She brought the aid

I'm feeling right

Hard to decide

Is it the money that looks better under studio lights

Had another episode

I flipped the script

Our channels switched

Her morals strict

The other wouldn't get the fuck off my hip

To be free

What that mean to me

On the edge my fingers slipped

Too be free can't hold my grip

If these walls could talk

They'd be a fly up on the wall

I swat them all

You left your draws on my keyboard

I'll take a detour real quick

Quickly learning from my flaws

You'd be appalled

I'll take the crawl route

I'm too hot I make you thaw out

Lead with each of your hips

I don't really dance but I move my hips

Two seconds

Progressing

Good mornings I'm texting

Confessing

I'm sweating

Till I'm in a puddle

But I'll lay my jacket down

Jack up the mesh

That's unless

When you step you detect your direction

Cream of the crop

That'll cream yo top

Dulce de leche

Spewing

Pew le Pepe

Fuming

I ain't got time for guessing

Time of the essence

Got a guest room with some inscence

Say for instance

Need a little bit of room from ya man

Dressing we French

Half off no clearance

We could make like an entrance

Roll up the verde

Get vertigo

She under me an apprentice

There's no advantage

But I'll manage

When we just can't get along

Hard head

Soft ass

Headstrong

Back forth

Back forth

Ping pong

Atone for the stones of my clone

I know that each got they own

Each better give out proportion before it gets blown

Enough ain't a lot

Wave that's a yacht

Top like Dimsdale Dimmadome

High up

Loft

Get wrapped up

Gauze

Try angles

Pause

I'm still creative ya bish

I got my help

She brought the aid

I'm feeling right

Hard to decide

Is it the money that looks better under studio lights

Had another episode

I flipped the script

Our channels switched

Her morals strict

The other wouldn't get the fuck off my hip

To be free

What that mean to me

On the edge my fingers slipped

Too be free can't hold my grip

To be free can't hold my grip

I can't lose while on this trip

I took a while to get back down

But now back call that a flip

If she keep on callin imma lose my shit

Broke down her walls and picked her up

She said she never had a Lyft like this

Never had a Lyft like

I'm on my own

Cannot afford the distraction of counterfeit

Fake niggas holding on for life

I guess they never gonna quit

It's a full time job

Being in that goddamn way

I peaked y'a boo

She's mine to date

I got the icing and the cake

Guess what

3am

I'm bored

Her talents rise right after six

I flipped the switch

That angel dipped

I scratched her off of my list

Groovy like it's disco time

We outlined the outer line

My shot ain't touch the rim bitch

High up

Sunrise

Get wrapped up

I'm blind

Try angles

We live

I'm still creative ya bish

I got my help

She brought the aid

I'm feeling right

Hard to decide

Is it the money that looks better under studio lights

Had another episode

I flipped the script

Our channels switched

Her morals strict

The other wouldn't get the fuck off my hip

To be free

What that mean to me

On the edge my fingers slipped

Too be free can't hold my grip