Freedom Lyrics - Elijah Blake

Holdin' my daughter in the booth 

Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof 

Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick 

Niggas say the west ain't winnin', I'm just tryin' to find the proof 

Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with Snoop 

Blow the smoke out to your memory 

and toast to Eminem 

Cause he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary 

Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy 

But that was cool cause I was just there for the energy 

Watchin' Bizarre pop pills 

while 2Pac in my hennessy 

First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills 

Cause I threw up my dukes when California was at a stand still 

But hope ain't lost cause Dr. Dre the man still 

Had faith in me, knew I had heat like an anvil 

Ran through entire crews, put their remains in a landfill 

And I ain't lost the hunger, I'm eatin' out the can still 

Yeah, wherever Hov and Nas at in the world right now 

I know they listenin' like 

This young nigga be killin' this shit 

Hip-hop is life's ciroc I'm 'bout to drop a pill in this shit 

Let's go, esco bars nigga, like Nas nigga 

The flow is Rakim with the Birdman cars nigga 

Hold on I gotta take Birdman's call nigga 

Stunna, whattup blood? 

"Whattup blood? What's poppin' my nigga? 

Look, I know this the last one after this it's straight Cash Money, my nigga 

So, it's YMCMB, wild life my nigga, let's get it poppin'" 

Rich game 

? one hunnid 

Suwoo 

New coupe, remove roof 

I'm from where niggas'll do your bitch and bitch niggas'll do you 

Inevitably we take celebrity bitches and run a chu-chu 

We puttin' on magnums, taggin' that wagon, some of these birds kookoo 

And murder is what I do to 

These Just Blazes, Kanyes, shit on Swizz, I handle my biz 

The whole world know what I do to Dre's shit 

Niggas know I'm classic, I ain't even gotta say shit 

Frank Ocean more of a man than you niggas, get up off that gay shit 

Fuck copyin' styles, niggas be tracin' 

Whether it's me, the movie, or Jadakiss, niggas just can't fuck with Jayceon 

So let's go 

Laa, da da da dup da ah 

Thought you love me before 

Every hood needs an anthem 

Laa, da da da dup da ah 

Winning comes with a price 

No matter how hard you try 

Can't buy freedom 

We're far from being free 

Yea we're far from being free 

We're far from free 

Wanna welcome everybody to Jesus Piece 

After my album fades, my competition will lyrically be deceased 

Niggas saying I'm underrated 

Like a younger Jay with heat, but not the ones the Thunder play with 

So Los Angeles King is sort of an understatement 

Let me find a gun up here, [when?] I leave you niggas under pavement 

Tell 'em they rent's due, pay up or get cement shoes 

All this dope be around, you act like I ain't lean on that fence too 

But now you up here and bitches and cars is what I'm into 

You wanna send me to God 

I wear 45 in that French shoe 

I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too 

And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a ginsu 

My album like a 'Rari, a lot of dope features 

Glad you bought it, now sit back and just blow reefer 

I know the concept behind it is gon' reach ya 

Now turn this mufucka up and blow speakers 

Ladies and gentleman 

I would like to introduce to you 

An incredible gentleman 

He goes by the name Elijah Blake 

Let's go 

And last but definitely not least 

I wanna send a special shout out, to my nigga James Harden 

Another Los Angeles nigga carrying rockets 

Ballin' on you bitches 

[Skit: Kevin Hart] 

You done rocked with my nigga Game, 

First of all Game, shouts out to you 

You put your foot in this album's ass 

Here's the thing man, 

This is your public service announcement for free 

This is from me, to you, and everybody who listens to this album 

At the end of the day, man, you can't be judged 

If you a man to God, then be a man to God 

If you a nigga from the streets, god damnit, be a nigga from the fucking streets 

At the end of the day, you are who you are 

God made you for a reason, man 

Now I'm not saying go kill nobody, 

I ain't saying go smack ya lady in the face 

What I'm saying is, be who you think you are, man 

Don't mix that shit up 

At the end of the day, look 

Do I want to be perfect? NO 

Does God know I'm not perfect? 

...Well that's a fucking question mark, cause here's the thing man 

Cuz I'm praying at the wrong times of the day, 

That's weird, and I'll talk to you about that later 

But man bottom line what I'm saying is this dude 

Be you do you, can't nobody judge you but you 

And at the end of the day if you doing hat you supposed to, 

You got one life! Live it! 

With that being said, 

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