This is a song about "Free running"

Side em on blister free

Hey, must be the money

Young roy be stunting , liars steady running

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Bitch, they call it motor city

In life nothings comes free

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Preferably judge free?

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

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

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

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Who am i? someone set me free

Must be something you want me to see