Текст песни Free Will - Pryce

Yea yea ooh
I'm checking on how you feeling today
Fuck the words it's more to say yea
She block my phone I'm feeling away
I'm in the sun that's the price of fame yea
We straighten it out if it's real
Jail time for real, push up on me
I gotta see what it is
Might have to get back in the field
I said bae whatever happened to free will?
Wherever you from you not from here
But you come right after my pride
Like, oh my god
I'm checking on how you feeling today, like
Strawberry foam that's a beautiful vice like
We fuck it up we right under the night sky
I switch it up cause I don't gotta type, I
I'm checking on how you feeling today
Cut the words, it's more to say yea
Yea
Yea, I'm checking on how you feeling today
He wanna do it I know he afraid hey
We in the city I'm fuckin' with Freight
Hey, ain't fuckin' with us we turning the page
I care a lot I can't blow the spot up
Ex girls they keep getting knocked up
Got a boot on me I'm fresh out of Pasha
In the parking lot she going for lockjaw
Yea, I'm knowing sum
Been avoiding em', get a foot stomp
She'll care for em', I don't care for em'
Said I'm going up,said I'm going up
I'm checking on how you feeling today

I just wanna know if you believe in free will for real
Or if you believe like
Your whole destiny has been written for you
I really wanna know how you think
I really wanna know how you think fr
Type shit

Uh yea push up on me
Young nigga ballin' got no opponents
Shawty finna act like she don't want it
I'ma get her wetter than Pensacola
Paradise is bigger than California
Yea, hold up
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
I'm the coldest out
When the summers out, I was stressing' out
I can afford it now, I could feel the love
In Atlanta, like Ibiza, wanna show love
Gottem pool side
Got them pills on me, we could T up
Gottem' bullseye, we could team up
Undefeated, with the dreamers, yea

I'm checking on how you feeling today
Fuck the words there's more to say yea
She block my phone I'm feeling away
I'm in the sun that's the price of fame yea

We straighten it out if it's real
Jail time for real, push up on me
I gotta see what it is
Might have to get back in the field
I said bae whatever happened to free will?
Wherever you from you not from here
But you come right after my pride
Like, oh my god
I'm checking on how you feeling today, like
Strawberry foam that's a beautiful vice like
We fuck it up we right under the night sky
I switch it up cause I don't gotta type, I

Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea yea yea yea
Wooooooooo
Ooohhhhh
Yea
Yeah
We don't got the same moves
Tell em' me and him don't got the same moves
Gotta pay the price and yea that's living proof
Tell em they in trouble
Tell em' I can't fumble tell a pussy nigga I see ya
Tell a pussy nigga wanna be ya yea
Ohhhhh