Lyrics Freedom - Game , Elijah Blake
Holdin'
my
daughter
in
the
booth
Her
momma
out
there
somewhere
in
that
Bentley
tryin'
to
find
a
roof
Poof,
I
wave
my
wand
and
here
comes
Kendrick
Niggas
say
the
west
ain't
winnin',
I'm
just
tryin'
to
find
the
proof
Speakin'
of
Proof,
I'm
'bout
to
roll
one
with
Snoop
Blow
the
smoke
out
to
your
memory
And
toast
to
Eminem
Cause
he,
gave
me
the
shit
that
I
needed
on
Documentary
Keep
it
real
with
myself,
I
got
murdered
like
John
Kennedy
But
that
was
cool
cause
I
was
just
there
for
the
energy
Watchin'
Bizarre
pop
pills
While
2Pac
in
my
hennessy
First
time
in
Detroit,
had
to
rock
the
Grant
Hills
Cause
I
threw
up
my
dukes
when
California
was
at
a
stand
still
But
hope
ain't
lost
cause
Dr.
Dre
the
man
still
Had
faith
in
me,
knew
I
had
heat
like
an
anvil
Ran
through
entire
crews,
put
their
remains
in
a
landfill
And
I
ain't
lost
the
hunger,
I'm
eatin'
out
the
can
still
Yeah,
wherever
Hov
and
Nas
at
in
the
world
right
now
I
know
they
listenin'
like
This
young
nigga
be
killin'
this
shit
Hip-hop
is
life's
ciroc
I'm
'bout
to
drop
a
pill
in
this
shit
Let's
go,
esco
bars
nigga,
like
Nas
nigga
The
flow
is
Rakim
with
the
Birdman
cars
nigga
Hold
on
I
gotta
take
Birdman's
call
nigga
Stunna,
whattup
blood?
"Whattup
blood?
What's
poppin'
my
nigga?
Look,
I
know
this
the
last
one
after
this
it's
straight
Cash
Money,
my
nigga
So,
it's
YMCMB,
wild
life
my
nigga,
let's
get
it
poppin'"
Rich
game
? One
hunnid
Suwoo
New
coupe,
remove
roof
I'm
from
where
niggas'll
do
your
bitch
and
bitch
niggas'll
do
you
Inevitably
we
take
celebrity
bitches
and
run
a
chu-chu
We
puttin'
on
magnums,
taggin'
that
wagon,
some
of
these
birds
kookoo
And
murder
is
what
I
do
to
These
Just
Blazes,
Kanyes,
shit
on
Swizz,
I
handle
my
biz
The
whole
world
know
what
I
do
to
Dre's
shit
Niggas
know
I'm
classic,
I
ain't
even
gotta
say
shit
Frank
Ocean
more
of
a
man
than
you
niggas,
get
up
off
that
gay
shit
Fuck
copyin'
styles,
niggas
be
tracin'
Whether
it's
me,
the
movie,
or
Jadakiss,
niggas
just
can't
fuck
with
Jayceon
So
let's
go
Laa,
da
da
da
dup
da
ah
Thought
you
love
me
before
Every
hood
needs
an
anthem
Laa,
da
da
da
dup
da
ah
Winning
comes
with
a
price
No
matter
how
hard
you
try
Can't
buy
freedom
We're
far
from
being
free
Yea
we're
far
from
being
free
We're
far
from
free
Wanna
welcome
everybody
to
Jesus
Piece
After
my
album
fades,
my
competition
will
lyrically
be
deceased
Niggas
saying
I'm
underrated
Like
a
younger
Jay
with
heat,
but
not
the
ones
the
Thunder
play
with
So
Los
Angeles
King
is
sort
of
an
understatement
Let
me
find
a
gun
up
here,
[when?]
I
leave
you
niggas
under
pavement
Tell
'em
they
rent's
due,
pay
up
or
get
cement
shoes
All
this
dope
be
around,
you
act
like
I
ain't
lean
on
that
fence
too
But
now
you
up
here
and
bitches
and
cars
is
what
I'm
into
You
wanna
send
me
to
God
I
wear
45
in
that
French
shoe
I
fuck
with
Wale,
Ross,
and
my
nigga
French
too
And
me
and
Face
just
slashed
the
last
beat
up
like
a
ginsu
My
album
like
a
'Rari,
a
lot
of
dope
features
Glad
you
bought
it,
now
sit
back
and
just
blow
reefer
I
know
the
concept
behind
it
is
gon'
reach
ya
Now
turn
this
mufucka
up
and
blow
speakers
Ladies
and
gentleman
I
would
like
to
introduce
to
you
An
incredible
gentleman
He
goes
by
the
name
Elijah
Blake
Let's
go
And
last
but
definitely
not
least
I
wanna
send
a
special
shout
out,
to
my
nigga
James
Harden
Another
Los
Angeles
nigga
carrying
rockets
Ballin'
on
you
bitches
[Skit:
Kevin
Hart]
You
done
rocked
with
my
nigga
Game,
First
of
all
Game,
shouts
out
to
you
You
put
your
foot
in
this
album's
ass
Here's
the
thing
man,
This
is
your
public
service
announcement
for
free
This
is
from
me,
to
you,
and
everybody
who
listens
to
this
album
At
the
end
of
the
day,
man,
you
can't
be
judged
If
you
a
man
to
God,
then
be
a
man
to
God
If
you
a
nigga
from
the
streets,
god
damnit,
be
a
nigga
from
the
fucking
streets
At
the
end
of
the
day,
you
are
who
you
are
God
made
you
for
a
reason,
man
Now
I'm
not
saying
go
kill
nobody,
I
ain't
saying
go
smack
ya
lady
in
the
face
What
I'm
saying
is,
be
who
you
think
you
are,
man
Don't
mix
that
shit
up
At
the
end
of
the
day,
look
Do
I
want
to
be
perfect?
NO
Does
God
know
I'm
not
perfect?
...Well
that's
a
fucking
question
mark,
cause
here's
the
thing
man
Cuz
I'm
praying
at
the
wrong
times
of
the
day,
That's
weird,
and
I'll
talk
to
you
about
that
later
But
man
bottom
line
what
I'm
saying
is
this
dude
Be
you
do
you,
can't
nobody
judge
you
but
you
And
at
the
end
of
the
day
if
you
doing
hat
you
supposed
to,
You
got
one
life!
Live
it!
With
that
being
said,
1 Scared Now
2 Ali Bomaye
3 Jesus Piece
4 Pray
5 Church
6 Heaven's Arms
7 See No Evil
8 Can't Get Right
9 Hallelujah
10 Freedom
11 I Remember
12 Blood Diamonds
13 Dead People
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