[freeway]   Okay, I see where y'all goin   Okay, aight dude, you want me to fuck with that free shit? okay..   Yeah, I got you blazed...holla!   Uh! yeah!   Nigga, the name is strong, it can mean ten things in one   This dedicated to my niggas that grind from ten to ten   In other words all day duck the cops 'cause they wanna be free   Man, them gates is strong and when that nigga locked down and he can't get out   And he lose a couple pounds and his skin get pale   And he's sittin in his cell til his patience gone, you know   Freeway be feelin your pain, I got twelve homies doin the same   And if they had bail, homey, they'd be out   But they don't so they sittin for a minute   That's the price of the game when you in it   Your freedom get strippin away   These niggas came through my hood with the nines   My man black hit they wheel with the k, spun it around   Same day cops book em guess who send kites to em, nigga?    Free! that's right, holdin em down nigga, the clique tight   Homer and joe we get it down, open your mail   Read your letters, see a couple flicks of ya boyzie boyzies   Nigga, freeway like georgie porgie, puddin pie kiss the girl   Fuck kiss, get orgies   One clip'll rock ya world, nigga calm ya bore beef   Shootin out with free you gon' need a four leaf   But freeway ain't all about the drama   I seen bullets come up out the lamas and go into melons   And leave niggas killas leakin like aunt jemima   Fuck what ya man think that nigga gone but he ain't free   Gimme the kees, y'all niggas is bitchin   Package it up, I'm out with the breeze   In and out of lanes until I get where I'm goin   That's how I got my name, mane, series and my man ain't free   You can get shot in your face   Not payin attention, lunchin, gripped by the deez   Gotta be on point movin ya work by them benches   That's how I got my change, fam   Ain't a damn thang free in this world but your boy got a mean plan   To get my team out the ghetto with my boys in stilettos til we rich man   I'mma play joe clark when it's hardly norm   Free! whether the coupe on f or coupe on e   I can get ya chick on e   See through her dress, get the address   Give her the f, pass her to e   They say the best things in life are free, but I can't tell   I gotta pay for all the food that I take in   And gotta pay for all the chronic that I inhale   That's why I stick with my team, nigga, stick with my men   Y'all dudes freelance, play for any team   Don't stand for nothin then you fall for anything   Turn on your voice soon as you get any cheers   But it's cool, beat downs with bats and spiked chains are free   Gettin played and haters screamin my name ain't me   Gettin paid and changin the game is me   That's why I keep a gatt in the tuck   That rip through ya bean, y'all niggas mad 'cause y'all ain't free   Look, I focus and aim, listen to bull   One verse can fuck up the game   Kick in a door, icier chain   Clean up ya kids, hook up ya bulls but gotta work hard 'cause it ain't free   Used to get work hard couldn't cook soft   My homey remain anonymous, looked up to d   And you guessed it we worked up the soft, tripled the reef   But the game's sold not told, it ain't free