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letra de freedom - sterl gotti

freedom lyrics
[intro]
(pooh, you a fool for this one)
huh

[chorus]
i showed the young n-ggas it was possible
i caught them cases, i went back, told ’em what not to do
i ain’t finish, how the f-ck i’ma say go to school
he was impatient, hit a l!ck and now he on the news
i told him every move count, you gotta play it cool
i told my brother if he pop him it follow me too
i say i’m tryna make it out, say it’s up to you
i can’t be walking ’round like i ain’t got nothing to lose

[verse 1]
they k!lled my homie on a dead-end
wondering if that’s why they call him deadend
tell my wife to get my chrome heart rings at our wedding
we came up off [?] checks in
who would thought that i’d rock a show and gеt the backend
i just had a show out in milwaulkee, it was packed in
smoking on еxotic, i’m with joe, shoutout to pack man
i keep a g like that’s a show like i make fashion
we fly them bows in straight from cali’ then we taxing
i talked to my mama like i’m tryna make it out for you
i told jayden i been going, i’m tryna make a better route for you
my brother tell me every day that i’m proud of you
i’m a jungle baby, tryna make it out the zoo
[chorus]
i showed the young n-ggas it was possible
i caught them cases, i went back, told ’em what not to do
i ain’t finish, how the f-ck i’ma say go to school
he was impatient, hit a l!ck and now he on the news
i told him every move count, you gotta play it cool
i told my brother if he pop him it follow me too
i say i’m tryna make it out, say it’s up to you
i can’t be walking ’round like i ain’t got nothing to lose

[verse 2]
i can’t be walking ’round with no stick, sh-t ain’t sweet
you can’t be f-cking ’round with both sides when sh-t get deep
they say my granny was forgetting sh-t, she ‘membering me
i lost my angels in the trenches, now they living through me
but that’s okay ’cause sky guarded, they just hoping i got it
ain’t want me to make it out, but they hoping i got ’em
go to jail, find out i go through the same problems
me and my b-tch ain’t working out, we going through the same drama
she get mad i’m out of town, she probably on the way to me
and she know right when she land i won’t even play with her
i went from la to the d and now i’m in the a with it
in my room, i used to hide my gun, now i lay with it, stay with it
if you been broke before then you know how it feel
i put my focus on, i’m chasing after millions
sometimes, i get high and stare up at the ceiling
sometimes, i get down and get up in my feelings

- sterl gotti

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