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Performed By: Skitso
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Siyanda Nkosi




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Am just tryna be free
When em chains turn gold
Then I'll know that am free
When I got that bread then I'll know that am free
Better show the kid love if you know what I mean

Am just tryna be free
I need a little time and some space to breath

I aim and I swish but I got shackles on my feet
I prolly sound like jango when am stomping to the beat

I keeping killing em shit
It's like they got me on repeat
I got all my freaking haters on the edge of they seat
I pray whatever happens they all get to see me win
Best not talk about me
You just come to me we'll speak

Murder cases pilling and am written all over it
You still talking about the hitlist
Am over it
I got hot beats and burning all chemistry
It's a solo act, whole band is played inside of me
What you hear is made with pure blood call it alchemy
The reason why I bang this way
Because it was meant to be
I got all my niggas spiting dirty like they cavities
I was always quiet
And nobody ever messed with me
And it ain't change

Am just tryna be free
When em chains turn gold
Then I'll know that am free
When I got that bread then I'll know that am free
Better show the kid love if you know what I mean

Came out and am grinning
And my pride is on the ceiling

I came for all the trophies and the motherf*cking ribbons

Rebels in the building
Just becareful don't go missing

Cause these words will keep you dreaming
About those blues you keep avoiding

Am a man with different stories
Niggas can't afford me
Bitches can't avoid me
But I came here for the glory

Just wait for my move like a game of chess
Came in with the New old school like what's next

Haters take aim but dash and I skrrt

My pride's too big And I can't protest

I go stupid
Cause my mind is blessed
Am gon lose it
And I might go platinum

My shit got all these niggas freaking hands up
You know it's a stick up
You better quick
Give the paper
My lifts about to show up
Or don't talk about me cause am about to blow up
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Am just tryna be free
When em chains turn gold
Then I'll know that am free
When I got that bread then I'll know that am free
Better show the kid love if you know what I mean

Am just tryna be free
I need a little time and some space to breath

I aim and I swish but I got shackles on my feet
I prolly sound like jango when am stomping to the beat

I keeping killing em shit
It's like they got me on repeat
I got all my freaking haters on the edge of they seat
I pray whatever happens they all get to see me win
Best not talk about me
You just come to me we'll speak

Murder cases pilling and am written all over it
You still talking about the hitlist
Am over it
I got hot beats and burning all chemistry
It's a solo act, whole band is played inside of me
What you hear is made with pure blood call it alchemy
The reason why I bang this way
Because it was meant to be
I got all my niggas spiting dirty like they cavities
I was always quiet
And nobody ever messed with me
And it ain't change

Am just tryna be free
When em chains turn gold
Then I'll know that am free
When I got that bread then I'll know that am free
Better show the kid love if you know what I mean

Came out and am grinning
And my pride is on the ceiling

I came for all the trophies and the motherf*cking ribbons

Rebels in the building
Just becareful don't go missing

Cause these words will keep you dreaming
About those blues you keep avoiding

Am a man with different stories
Niggas can't afford me
Bitches can't avoid me
But I came here for the glory

Just wait for my move like a game of chess
Came in with the New old school like what's next

Haters take aim but dash and I skrrt

My pride's too big And I can't protest

I go stupid
Cause my mind is blessed
Am gon lose it
And I might go platinum

My shit got all these niggas freaking hands up
You know it's a stick up
You better quick
Give the paper
My lifts about to show up
Or don't talk about me cause am about to blow up
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Writer: Siyanda Nkosi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, DARRION SCOGGINS MUSIC

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