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Freeee
by Greg Happ
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Imma throw my life savings off the empire state
Free the paper for the people who gon need it more me
Feed the streets, feed the meter, free myself from all this weight
Screaming wealth is of the mind, heart and soul and not the bank
I done grew up
Before your mother fuckin eyes
Was a screw up
All my life was more than blind
Thought a ghini would free me from everything I feel inside
Told that genie I need me more racks than I could ever hide, wait
All of my wisdom I got it for (free)
All of my loving I got it for (free)
None of that money is making ya (free)
Living a lie if you think ya (free)
Free myself from ego grip and I'd be I'm okay (okay)
Twirling 'fredo fettuccine imma boss-ay (okay)
Work for free if it means I could do this everyday (okay)
Free myself from my own mind to take the pain away (okay)
I'll make sacrifices, take my own advices
Timberlake in white tips, I'm so fuckin stylish
Free me from the hype
Running from the (fight) all my life
Free me from that vice of
Of beating up that *beep* all night
Bouncing checks, bouncing ass
Only thing that kept me right
Free me quick and free me fast, like tonight
You gotta get (get) back (back)
Hold of your soul
Instead you get (get) that (that)
Money to blow
You'll never get (get) back (back) hold of your soul
You'll never get (get) back (back) hold of your soul
Imma throw my life savings off the empire state (okay)
Free the paper for the people who gon need it more me (okay)
Feed the streets, feed the meter, free myself from all this weight (okay)
Screaming wealth is of the mind, heart and soul and not the bank
I done grew up
Before your mother fuckin eyes
Was a screw up
All my life was more than blind
Thought that ghini would free me from everything I feel inside
Told that genie I need me more racks than I could ever hide, wait
He can't keep getting away with this
You gotta get up, get out, get something
All the time that money on your mind
You need to get up, get out, get something
Freebies ain't gon cut it all the time-ime-ime
Imma throw my life savings off the empire state
Throw my life
Throw my life
Off the empire state
Th-th-throw my life savings off the empire state
Wealth is of the mind
Imma throw my life savings off the empire state
Free the paper for the people who gon need it more me
Feed the streets, feed the meter, free myself from all this weight
Screaming wealth is of the mind, heart and soul and not the bank
I done grew up
Before your mother fuckin eyes
Was a screw up
All my life was more than blind
Thought a ghini would free me from everything I feel inside
Told that genie I need me more racks than I could ever hide, wait
All of my wisdom I got it for (free)
All of my loving I got it for (free)
None of that money is making ya (free)
Living a lie if you think ya (free)
Free myself from ego grip and I'd be I'm okay (okay)
Twirling 'fredo fettuccine imma boss-ay (okay)
Work for free if it means I could do this everyday (okay)
Free myself from my own mind to take the pain away (okay)
I'll make sacrifices, take my own advices
Timberlake in white tips, I'm so fuckin stylish
Free me from the hype
Running from the (fight) all my life
Free me from that vice of
Of beating up that *beep* all night
Bouncing checks, bouncing ass
Only thing that kept me right
Free me quick and free me fast, like tonight
You gotta get (get) back (back)
Hold of your soul
Instead you get (get) that (that)
Money to blow
You'll never get (get) back (back) hold of your soul
You'll never get (get) back (back) hold of your soul
Imma throw my life savings off the empire state (okay)
Free the paper for the people who gon need it more me (okay)
Feed the streets, feed the meter, free myself from all this weight (okay)
Screaming wealth is of the mind, heart and soul and not the bank
I done grew up
Before your mother fuckin eyes
Was a screw up
All my life was more than blind
Thought that ghini would free me from everything I feel inside
Told that genie I need me more racks than I could ever hide, wait
He can't keep getting away with this
You gotta get up, get out, get something
All the time that money on your mind
You need to get up, get out, get something
Freebies ain't gon cut it all the time-ime-ime
Imma throw my life savings off the empire state
Throw my life
Throw my life
Off the empire state
Th-th-throw my life savings off the empire state
Wealth is of the mind
