Freedom
[Intro]
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Huh?

[Chorus]
I showed the young niggas it was possible
I caught them cases, I went back, told 'em what not to do
I ain't finish, how the fuck I'ma say go to school?
He was impatient, hit a lick and now he on the news
I told him every move count, you gotta play it cool
I told my brother if he pop him, it fall on me too
I say I'm tryna make it out, say it's up to you
I can't be walking 'round like I ain't got nothing to lose

[Verse 1]
They killed my homie on a dead end
Wonder if that's why they call him Deadend
Tell my wife to get my Chrome Heart rings at our wedding
We came up off Netspеnd, checks in
Who would thought that I'd rock a show and get the backеnd?
I just had a show out in Milwaukee, it was packed in
Smoking on exotic, I'm with Joe, shout out to Packman
I keep a G-Lock, that's for sure like I'm McFashion
We fly them 'bows in straight from Cali, then we taxin'
I talk to my mama like, "I'm tryna make it out for you"
I told Jayden, "I been gone, I'm tryna make a better route for you"
My brother tell me every day that I'm proud of you
I'm a jungle baby, tryna make it out the zoo
[Chorus]
I showed the young niggas it was possible
I caught them cases, I went back, told 'em what not to do
I ain't finish, how the fuck I'ma say go to school?
He was impatient, hit a lick and now he on the news
I told him every move count, you gotta play it cool
I told my brother if he pop him, it fall on me too
I say I'm tryna make it out, say it's up to you
I can't be walking 'round like I ain't got nothing to lose

[Verse 2]
I can't be walking 'round with no stick, shit ain't sweet
You can't be fucking 'round with both sides when shit get deep
They say my granny was forgettin' shit, she 'membering me
I lost my angels in the trenches, now they livin' through me
But that's okay 'cause God got 'em, they just hopin' I got it
They want me to make it out, but they hoping I got 'em
Go to jail, bond out, I go through the same problems
Me and my bitch ain't workin' out, we goin' through the same drama
She get mad I'm out of town, she probably on the way to me
And she know right when she land I won't even play with it
I went from LA to the D and now I'm in the A with it
In my room, I used to hide my gun, now I lay with it, stay with it
If you been broke before, then you know how it feel
I put my focus on, I'm chasin' after millions
Sometimes, I get high and stare up at the ceiling
Sometimes, I get down and get up in my feelings