Fight 4 Freedom Lyrics

(Roll with the windows down, car ain't have no Freon)

(The Kid Was Here!)

Aye!

When it's heavy, I'm the one they lean on.

Rode with the Windows down, car ain't have no Freon

In the winter time, nigga, hell we ain't even have the Heat On!

Tell 'em we on

This our season

Fight for Freedom

I hit her with the text and ask 'baby is he home?

You know the weed strong

The crazy shit I'm bout to be on

Netflix and Chill with yo bitch and we watching re runs

She know I'm The One

She like to rub up on my pecans

I put my team on

Looking like we formed a legion

I get my read on

I'm big headed, you just pion

Local Voting just started so I vote for Leron

I gotta keep going

And keep showing

These hoe niggas that keep blowing

All that smoke, and acting foul, and I'm just free throwing

Flow so sick it's sponsored Susan G. Komen

She love it when I'm deep stroking and be choking

My third eye, you know it be open

I went to hell and back

And that's a fact

Now get demons off me

Had to cut 'em off

Shut 'em up

Close people talking

Peep the talking on low

People creeping on they folks

People sleeping on they vote

Try to pick the less of two evils but you selling hope

Really just to hell with both

Ride the wave and rock the boat

Tried to run that game on me but didn't know I was the coach.

Me and bro be getting High

Making bank up on the low

Bitch you know I never fold

That's a fact, not a quote!

People sick in the mind

I heard love the antidote

Well I'm bout to overdose

Drip bout overflow

Dead bodies bout to float

Ram Gang, and I'm an Aries

But still tryna be the goat

(Wow)

(Ting)

I had to make toast

It's funny how the niggas who don't be doing shit out here doing most

Always asking where the hoes?

Ain't go not self control

All because that fix you have, it left ya ass fucking broke

This here ain't no fucking joke!

Water bugs and cockroach

Is all nigga fucking know!

That's why I get up off the line every time they tell me go

Praying late at night that your friends don't become your foes

Even with the shade you throw

Best believe that imma grow

White Boys snuffing up the coke

Then passing me straw, I'm like that's a no go

I just want a throat goat

Dick got her like pogo

Stun her when I drop that head down like I'm Stone Cold

Could've been a conman hitting licks but I had to go pro

This right here be cold flow

Dreams of white diamonds

That be shining along with the rose gold

People showing no soul

America on that slow growth

That's why I had to Go Vote

Tell my people to go vote

Shit out here is getting old

The Realest Stories are never told

Gotta keep it on tuck, like it was a centerfold

Racists out here getting bold

Tell my niggas Go Vote

(Gotta go vote!)

(The Kid Was Here Nigga!)

Tell 'em we on

This our season

Fight for Freedom

I hit her with the text and ask 'baby is he home?'

You know the weed strong

The crazy shit I'm bout to be on

N-N-Netflix and Chill with yo bitch and we watching re runs