Be Free ft. N Game Lyrics

Yo

Rid on my minutes

I rip to the bone

Throwing rocks at my vision but nobody home

I ain't been independent from bitches to bongs

In a delicate flow think it's better I

Going ghost with the bone squadron

Overthrow with that holy smoke like the bowl got him

Bears to poke so my nose plotting

Artichoke like the hoes stopping

Martyr goals not a bold option

Just my soul rocking

From the hole watching

But they broke broke in they own department

God don't get me started

So cold to the whole hearted

Overwritten on my soul harvest

That's a no no if you no artist

Give that old scope like I don't carve it

Shit

Play with my name if you want

Can't fuck with the ways that I talk

Don't run up your brain with the box

It's a long time better take it with you

This shit is lethal

You don't know who sent you

They coming in pieces just rock with the missiles

And hope that I'm reaching all thing essential

Surviving the fittest to fall with the weather

All in the name of the better

Flaunt on the rain from the blender

Pause I ain't finished yet

From ambitions to introspection

No sweat I rinse on the brink of death

Get a quickie off the intellect

Life a bitch I ain't in it yet

Write this quick fix as my testament

But run it back cause I got a couple missing steps shit

But now you know

Sometimes it feel like I lose my soul

But that's just how you grow old

Or maybe just how to grow

Now you know

Sometimes it feel like I lose my soul

But that's just how you grow old

Or maybe just how to grow

Maybe we'll never know

Let go bitch

Young morrie like a wave in the ocean

One story splitting into many

When shit feel oddly repetitive then you know that I'm golden

Let the beat feel broken

Fuck your emotions untouched devotion

I ain't fucking woke man

I just love the scripture until I think I own it

Ain't no picture perfect just adapt to omens

A couple blisters get you out the forest

Stop eating dinner man that shit is stolen

Get you through the winter cause my sentence colder

One hundred proof how we winning

Overthrowing some boulders

With loads on the shoulders

Ten toes in the dirt

With the B G in the back with the soda

Team in a coma

About to be free-er than your teeth when it's over

About to come back with the flows

I don't need the free smoke

Cause I chief on my own

Three piece and I'm gone

Three weeks it's a song

Needed me all along

Shit the fees from the weak in the cause

Had the space all along

Spit the verse like a dog

Shit I got to be the best right

Ain't fucking honest like a fleshlight

Plain white pockets never mesh nice

Plain white pockets never mesh nice

Rolling up the clips get my head right

But now you know

Sometimes it feel like I lose my soul

But that's just how you grow old

Or maybe just how to grow

Now you know

Sometimes it feel like I lose my soul

But that's just how you grow old

Or maybe just how to grow

Maybe we'll never know