Lyrics FREE by Vita Flare

(Oh), yeah (Oh, oh, oh)
Oh (Oh, oh, oh)

Let me be free and let me rock
F**k the rules and f**k the cops
Smoking gas pack, I'm half dead
Riding past the opps, not capping
When I say I'd rather be trapped in a coffin
I'm nauseous, this bullsh*t, exhausting
Let me be free and let me rock
F**k the rules and f**k the cops
Smoking gas pack, I'm half dead
Riding past the opps, not capping
When I say I'd rather be trapped in a coffin
I'm nauseous, this bullsh*t, exhausting

Who can't lose my conscious?
Eyes low and we ride slow
I can't fold, oh
Might strike gold
And these hoes know my life is just a show
I can't pa** that cash, cash
Might go bad, bad
We don't f**k with all these rats, rats
Motherf**ker, don't trip, Kobii lighting that spliff
And we going straight back to back
Everybody talk sh*t
They just wanna get rich
But they know they can't handle that
Let me be free and let me rock
F**k the rules and f**k the cops
Smoking gas pack, I'm half dead
Riding past the opps, not capping
When I say I'd rather be trapped in a coffin
I'm nauseous, this bullsh*t, exhausting
Let me be free and let me rock
F**k the rules and f**k the cops
Smoking gas pack, I'm half dead
Riding past the opps, not capping
When I say I'd rather be trapped in a coffin
I'm nauseous, this bullsh*t, exhausting

Full of lust, she's full of herself
And I got the tats on me, yeah, the racks on me
And my baddies on fleek, yeah, my baddies on
I don't really f**k with no average, woah
If her pu**y fantastic, I'ma hit it
All you motherf**kers care about clout
And it's sad, I ain't living in the bad lands
77, I'm up in the heavens
Ascending the reverends, could never be
I know you jealous, I see your intentions
You motherf**kers never get to me
She don't want to see me win
I'll just drive by in that Benz
I'll just f**k on all her friends
I'll just f**k on all her friends, friends
My ex-hoe wants me back
B*t*h, I deleted your contact
Hit it once, and I'm leaving
Straight to the bag, I'm retreating
Got all your b*t*hes on me
You better not run up on me
Because my cousins are bleeding
Let me be free and let me rock
F**k the rules and f**k the cops
Smoking gas pack, I'm half dead
Riding past the opps, not capping
When I say I'd rather be trapped in a coffin
I'm nauseous, this bullsh*t, exhausting
Let me be free and let me rock
F**k the rules and f**k the cops
Smoking gas pack, I'm half dead
Riding past the opps, not capping
When I say I'd rather be trapped in a coffin
I'm nauseous, this bullsh*t, exhausting

I can see that in the midst of death, life persists
In the midst of untruth, truth persists
In the midst of darkness, light persists