Bought a brand new car for my after party
Sitting on a tree, because we were so free
This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket
To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it
Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
They locking us up for the drugs that we doing
Someone you love but stay focused and moving
It's about niggas and bitches, power and money
Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality
Just got off a breakup, man that shit's a jaded shakeup/
Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut
Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement
You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement
And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back
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