Song parody of
Can't Free Me
by Jay Baby
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Yea yea yea yea
Could free me
Could free me
Just got a call about my bro we gotta pay his bond
I caught a case my mom like Lord, they trynna take her son
These nigga copy on the low but he my favorite son
Yea we grew up around some killers that make us none
So please don't make us none
We done went legitimate
I done learned to read a room
When y'all niggas illiterate
I wanted fame I was hoping that these chains could
They know my name, but at least I know my name good
Different Hoodie every time I pull up to the same hood
Father said he proud of me but asked me what my name doing
Gotta leave a legacy
Ain't wit the fakery, bakery can't get no bread from me
Take all these chains from me, fame from me, if they don't rock with me
Take all these chains from me, fame from me, if that's the lock and key
Lot of these shawties is sorry, they living apologies
I just wanna be free
I'm still having court dates
I'm still screaming free me
I asked my bro do they play Jay Baby back home and he said…
I asked a hoe what she think bout my latest song and she said…
Yea, really seem like no one sure
I ain't never rocked a bra but
They don't show me no support
I seen hoes for everybody
Make it feel like no one yours
I been trynna pray about it
Hope I found me one for sure
This a different beat for ones wit pain and for the ones that's sore
Need 2 different keys to free yo chains and open up yo doors
Yea yea yea yea
I wanted fame I was hoping that these chains could
They know my name, but at least I know my name good
Heard you an independent artist, But you still ain't free
Paid outta pocket for that charger, but you still ain't free
I'll probably beat my case regardless, but I still ain't free
In life we value love and honesty, but it ain't free
She like to show her ass and titties, But she still ain't free
We tried to make it out the city, but we still ain't free
Pay for a feature this is business, Nah this shit ain't free
Look what chains done did to me
I got some fame but still ain't free
Charlotte knowing DBE
We pop out Burbans, BNBs
On my last resort, expenses paid
But that trip still ain't free
Knew somebody, blew somebody brain and nah he still ain't free
Know a nigga, stole a nigga chain the shit you steal ain't free
Oh you went and got you some fame?
Shit you still ain't free
Oh you Sold yo soul the game?
Shit you still ain't free
Thought about taking off my chain but that shit still can't free me
Pop anybody that try take it feel like Mr Freeman…
Yea yea yea yea
Could free me
Could free me
Just got a call about my bro we gotta pay his bond
I caught a case my mom like Lord, they trynna take her son
These nigga copy on the low but he my favorite son
Yea we grew up around some killers that make us none
So please don't make us none
We done went legitimate
I done learned to read a room
When y'all niggas illiterate
I wanted fame I was hoping that these chains could
They know my name, but at least I know my name good
Different Hoodie every time I pull up to the same hood
Father said he proud of me but asked me what my name doing
Gotta leave a legacy
Ain't wit the fakery, bakery can't get no bread from me
Take all these chains from me, fame from me, if they don't rock with me
Take all these chains from me, fame from me, if that's the lock and key
Lot of these shawties is sorry, they living apologies
I just wanna be free
I'm still having court dates
I'm still screaming free me
I asked my bro do they play Jay Baby back home and he said…
I asked a hoe what she think bout my latest song and she said…
Yea, really seem like no one sure
I ain't never rocked a bra but
They don't show me no support
I seen hoes for everybody
Make it feel like no one yours
I been trynna pray about it
Hope I found me one for sure
This a different beat for ones wit pain and for the ones that's sore
Need 2 different keys to free yo chains and open up yo doors
Yea yea yea yea
I wanted fame I was hoping that these chains could
They know my name, but at least I know my name good
Heard you an independent artist, But you still ain't free
Paid outta pocket for that charger, but you still ain't free
I'll probably beat my case regardless, but I still ain't free
In life we value love and honesty, but it ain't free
She like to show her ass and titties, But she still ain't free
We tried to make it out the city, but we still ain't free
Pay for a feature this is business, Nah this shit ain't free
Look what chains done did to me
I got some fame but still ain't free
Charlotte knowing DBE
We pop out Burbans, BNBs
On my last resort, expenses paid
But that trip still ain't free
Knew somebody, blew somebody brain and nah he still ain't free
Know a nigga, stole a nigga chain the shit you steal ain't free
Oh you went and got you some fame?
Shit you still ain't free
Oh you Sold yo soul the game?
Shit you still ain't free
Thought about taking off my chain but that shit still can't free me
Pop anybody that try take it feel like Mr Freeman…
