This is a song about "Free way"

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Dont paid the prepaid free

But you can't have this shit for free

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Hey, must be the money

Preferably judge free?

Handing out amnesia writers block and its free

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

And now that i’m getting money

Cut it loose and let it free,

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Just like free way rick ross

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Sometimes you like to let it go free,

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

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