Free Lyrics - Cyhi The Prynce

Free 

Mic check, one, two 

Free 

Yeah 

(In my life 

[Verse 1] 

I'm just a young man from Stone Mountain, Georgia 

Failed every class, I flunked out before the 

Eleventh grade, they told me I had a disorder 

But every song he brew sound like a poem out the Torah 

So I learned to break a zone down to quarters 

Had a crush on Crystal like Urkel had on Laura 

I told her God is my attorney 

I never go to court without my lawyer, huh 

So hit me up when you (free) 

I guess my decorum didn't match my aura 

Shit, I'm just a bachelor that's tired of running back and forth 

With different women, I had my fair share 

If I retire, I'm still a Hall of Famer like Gale Sayers 

Black bottle nigga, prince of Bel-Air 

I need more than a bitch who sell hair 

I'm talking healthcare, strip clubs is the new welfare 

Bruh this pussy ain't (free) 

So it's cheaper to keep her than run the street with ya people 

Four deep in the Regal, smoking weed with an eagle 

All we see is illegal, get a key from amigos 

Make sure you keep it cerebral or 

Lay underneath the cathedral, smoke a leaf with Khalifa 

Before I meet with the Reaper 

I'ma kidnap a bird right after she let me freak her 

She fell asleep in the fetal 

The next morning I let her (free) 

In my life 

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Yeah 

Feel like I'm being enslaved 

Married to a bitch, it's hard being engaged 

You spent your all on your gift but you work minimum wage 

And she turn right back around and spit in your face 

Huh,she tell you you ain't good enough 

She tell you you ain't hood enough 

She talking 'bout who she should have fucked...with 

And now you tired of putting up 

With her shit so you decided to leave 

Go fuck with them other niggas, them niggas not in my league 

Less than a year later, I'm as hot as Belize 

I'm no detective, but now she coppin' a plea 

She wanna know if I'm good and how was my week 

You don't need to ask unless you chopping a tree 

It don't mean you smart 'cause you got a college degree 

Really what I'm tryna say, I'm tired of putting music out for (free) 

Love don't cost a thing 

Try saying that to the girl you bought a ring 

Curse a bitch out over the phone like Charlie Sheen 

With collard greens in the kitchen with Paula Deen 

'Cause these rollies that we got aren't cheap 

The Oyster with the leather band cost three 

And pretty girls want a nigga who got cheese 

Shawty, I thought the best things in life were (free) 

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I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be free 

I just wanna be free 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be free 

I just wanna be free 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be free 

I just wanna be free 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna be free 

I just wanna be free 

Free as the meal that a lady gets on the first date 

Free as a bird that just left the nest for the first day 

Free as the inmate who got out on parole from prison 

Free as the air we breathe that could be the last breath given 

Free as the extra .5 that my nigga gave me for shopping 

With him for the last three years 

Free as the Olive Garden breadsticks 

You take home and put in your fridge 

Free as the neighborhood thot that gave every nigga the pussy 

Free as the Chinese restaurant fortune cookies 

Free as the peppermint, butterscotch, 

And dum dums you get at the bank 

Free as the bootlegger that downloaded my album illegally...thanks 

We are orphans and fatherless 

Our mothers are as widows 

Lamentations 5:3