Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality
It's about niggas and bitches, power and money
Sitting on a tree, because we were so free
It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
Where i free the people from being a colony
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
Someone you love but stay focused and moving
If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go
All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving
Let her free from a misguided assumption
Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin
The day before is better than the present
We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next
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