This is a song about "Free young thug"

Fuckin hoes thats all free,

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Bought a brand new car for my after party

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

Heard you gotta be a thug

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

You smell that? that's the odor of success bitch

So i ain't giving a fuck

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

I was taught since young to be free, see now what it's brought me?

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup