meek mill
you know what free is nigga
meek mill
what’s free
free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
free is when the tv ain’t controllin’ what we see
told my niggas i need you
through all the fame you know i stayed true
pray my niggas stay free
made a few mistakes but this ain’t where i wanna be
before i’m judged by put a on my v
told my niggas i need you
stay up i know these times ain’t true
real life what’s free
rick ross
since a lad i was cunning just got a pad out in london
i keep stackin’ my money i’ll need a ladder by summer
ak shots niggas duckin’ stray shots
been a top dog that’s before the kdots
crackin’ in ’06 immaculate showmanship
talkin’ like you mitch disastrous on the strip
holdin’ on your bitch coulda never sold you a brick
with them people you never been on a list
mona lisa to me ain’t nothin’ but a bitch
hangin’ pictures like niggas swingin’ from his dick
we so different you thought these didn’t exist mm
the megalodon never seen on his wrist
i’m from the south where they never make it this rich
god is the greatest but satan been on his shit
walkin’ the pavement i pray i’m illuminated
over a decade and never nobody’s favorite
pot and kilo go hand in hand like we gamble and huff
my amigo a million grams and we countin’ ’em up mm
you was dead broke i let you hold a pack
you paid for it but i fucked around and stole the track
screaming gang gang now you wanna rat
racketeering charges caught him on a tap
lookin’ for a bond lawyers wanna tax
purple hair got them faggots on your back
mmmaybach music
meek mill
what’s free
free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
free is when the tv ain’t controllin’ what we see
told my niggas i need you
through all the fame you know i stayed true
pray my niggas stay free
made a few mistakes but this ain’t where i wanna be
before i’m judged by put a on my v
told my niggas i need you
stay up i know these times ain’t true
real life what’s free yeah
meek mill
fed investigations heard they plottin’ like i trap
0 mill’ in cash they know i got that off of rap
maybe it’s the michael rubins or the robert krafts
or the billionaire from marcy and the way they got my back uh
see how i prevailed now they try to knock me back uh
locked me in a cell for all them nights and i won’t snap uh
twofifty a show and they still think i’m sellin’ crack uh
when you bring my name up to the judge just tell him facts
tell him how we fundin’ all these kids to go to college
tell him how we ceasin’ all these wars stoppin’ violence
tryna fix the system and the way that they designed it
i think they want me silenced shush
oh say you can see i don’t feel like i’m free
locked down in my cell shackled from ankle to feet
judge bangin’ that gavel turned me to slave from a king
another day in the bing i gotta hang from a string
just for poppin’ a wheelie my people march through the city
from a cell to a chopper view from the top of the city
you can tell how we rockin’ soon as i pop up we litty
poppin’ like bad boy in ’94 big poppa and diddy
and niggas counted me out like my accountant ain’t busy
that’s five milli’ in twenties sit up and count ’til i’m dizzy
phantom 500 thousand hundred round in a stizzy
is we beefin’ or rappin’ i might just pop up with drizzy like
meek mill jayz
what’s free
free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
free is when the tv ain’t controllin’ what we see
told my niggas i need you
through all the fame you know i stayed true
pray my niggas stay free
made a few mistakes but this ain’t where i wanna be
before i’m judged by put a on my v
told my niggas i need you
stay up i know these times ain’t true run it down
real life what’s free
jayz
in the land of the free where the blacks enslaved
threefifths of a man i believe’s the phrase
i’m 50 of d’ussé and it’s debt free yeah
00 of ace of spades worth half a b uh
roc nation half of that that’s my piece
hunnid percent of tidal to bust it up with my gs uh
’cause most of my niggas won’t ever work together
you run a check up but they never give you leverage
no red hat don’t michael and prince me and ‘ye
they separate you when you got michael and prince’s dna uh
i ain’t one of these house niggas you bought
my house like a resort my house bigger than yours
my spou come on man
my route better of course
we started without food in our mouth
they gave us pork and pig intestines
shit you discarded that we ingested we made the project a wave
you came back reinvested and gentrified it
took niggas’ sense of pride now how that’s free
and them people stole the soul and hit niggas with 60s huh
i ain’t got a billion streams got a billion dollars
inflating numbers like we ‘posed to be happy about this
we was praisin’ billboard but we were young
now i look at billboard like is you dumb
to this day grandma ‘fraid what i might say
they gon’ have to kill me grandmama i’m not they slave
hahahahaha check out the bizarre ah
rappin’ style used by me the hov
look at my hair free carefree niggas ain’t near free
enjoy your chains what’s your employer name with the hairpiece
i survived the hood can’t no shaytan rob me
my accountant’s so good i’m practically livin’ tax free
factory that’s me
sold drugs got away scotfree
that’s a cc ecopy
guilt free still me
and expect me to not feel a way to this day
you would say y’all killed me
sucker free no shuckin’ me i don’t jive turkey
say happy thanksgiving shit sound like a murder to me
smoke free all of y’all callin’ out toll free
label rob you for millions yet you wanna put a hole in me
sugar free seasoned but i’m salt free
you lay a hand on hov my shooter shoot for free
i promise world war three
send a order through a hands free
kill you in 4 hours or shorter you can’t ignore the hand speed
on god it’s off the head this improv but it’s no comedy
sign i fail hell nah
hahahahaha hahahahahahahahaha
Artist: Meek Mill Featuring Rick Ross Jay Z
Year: 2018
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 662