This is a song about "Free the real"

They bringing me fish and chips

I swear the free masons

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

And by the way, man, i'm the new artist, go listen free,

You better throw it back cause hanging with a real one aint never free

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Blazing the weed to get high free,

Hey, must be the money

And still a nigga made it here

To knock the hustle for real

Just let me be the real free

She going to borrow some money

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Got sum real bad hoes that will fuck me for free

Of free will and submission, turn the ignition

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin