Feeling Free

Now I'm just ridin' with the Benjis, bitch, my best friend name is Benjamin

They said I wouldn't make it, bitch, I'm right back with the hits again

Ain't text back in the week, that pussy weak, I need your friend again

She claimin' I cheat until I'm guilty, bitch, I'm innocent,

innocence

Two-tone Bentley coupe, I need that Benz again I pass it to the gang like Dolla Dame, she scoot like Henderson Talk tough on the gram, the Glock reel em in like a fisherman

She told you we was fuckin', boy, don't ask me bout that bitch again,

Damn, I might pop this bitch, bro nem smokin' opps and shit

My younger bitch too rachet , she keep playin' around with the Glock and shit

I can't argue, bitch, I'm a professional at blockin' shit That nigga got the court and got to singin' on some opera shit

I can't do no fakin', dis my gang, yo ass get touched