Free Spirit Lyrics

From the underground

Like Bun B

Hoes always choosey

I could of been a Pimp C

I'm more of a Dame Dash

Then Jay Z

They was happy finding out

I lost my bitch like Meek

Just to get to where im at

They dont know what it took

Just for clout

Do I gotta shoot a bitch

In the foot

I speak my mind

I cant help it that im misunderstood

If you do me wrong

Then im tryna get it back in blood

Should of known I was

If it wasnt for guns

Id be giving niggas

These golden gloves

She a thot so she getting fucked

With a golden glove

Came up I got my jewelry on

Hood to hood

He dont like new faces

So you cant meet the plug

CEO like Shug

Fuck on your bitch I should

Rob before I be a bum

Smart man just playing dumb

All I want is that pussy

Tell her she can keep the love

Cause I aint got none to give

Plus its just a word

Now all I get is hate mail from her

I'm from Vallejo but

I aint never met Her

These niggas want my spot

So they butt hurt

Go and put in that work

Name good in paperwork

Strap in that man purse

You dont play the streets right

Get put on that Amber alert

I dont want no bullets in my body

Cause I heard they hurt

My life boring

All I do is get money like Curtis

Born with it never needed drugs

To find my courage

Half a life span

Still aint found my purpose

A lot of soul searching

Living close to murder

Without my gun me

I be feeling kinda nervous

I know plenty caught slipping without it

So now they nerveless

Ready to kill over my peace

So dont disturb it

Fucked his bitch and now he mad

I did that on purpose

Zaza the the truth and dick

Is what im serving

Ten year sentence in the car

So im not swerving

Man of business

Business to oversee

I need new scenery

Take a trip overseas

Time aint waiting thinking its bout time

I plant my seed

I'm running up that bag

So I can sign a deed

I used to act before I think

Your life can change

Within a blink

Become a enemy

I wanna see you bleed

Sheesh

Half a life span

Still aint found my purpose

A lot of soul searching

Living close to murder

Without my gun me

I be feeling kinda nervous

I know plenty caught slipping without it

So now they nerveless

Half a life span

Still aint found my purpose

A lot of soul searching

Living close to murder

Without my gun me

I be feeling kinda nervous

I know plenty caught slipping without it

So now they nerveless