Freedom lyrics

by

Rylo Rodriguez


[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago
Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy

[Rylo Rodriguez]
I did a show and then I f*cked a stranger
I ain't DJ Khaled but I keep a banger
Used to hang with demons rocking Palm Angels
I pray your family enjoy playing with
We gone make yo' momma have some fundraisers
After I hit you from the back, I'll buy a frontal for you
Hope I don't kill, no pillowcase, these n*ggas undercovers
Made some money on the jeans, they playing with our freedom
My dog got booked, but I cannot read 'em
Bear got shot, I closed my eyes, I still could see him bleeding
Ain't have no bankroll, one day we'll catch on fire regents
Hoping you take me back, I'll be yours again
When I see you, like I'm on curfew, I'm going in
If them n*ggas kill me before I blow, at least I died the bomb
I threw some water at my show but still had fire on
Ran out of ink tryna right my wrongs
If I go to jail, don't try to buy my phone

[Xae Freedom]
My momma know a n*gga hard, but she don't know a n*gga thuggin'
I'm forever cautious, everywhere I go I'm clutching
I won't take my time wit' 'em cause that chopper come from Russia
You now they keep that iron wit' 'em cause that boy ain't going for nothing
Finally, facing my fears
Finally, facing these tears
They done gave my dog murder, now he facing some years
We gone make yo' momma have some fundraisers
Ion think that sh*t right there fundraising (fun raising)
Ain't have a lot it's like her son raised her
We work at night and we have fun later
f*ck what they thought, I ain't scared, that ratchet on me now
Don't even let that n*gga breathe, we gone burn 'em down
Bags here, we get em in, then we get em out
f*ck them b*tches in the trap, then we kick 'em out
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