niggas low The feds tappin out and they fucking with figure fours I don't wanna wrestle I wet em and then they froze Me and Free hit every freeway around
me in they cribs, And they bang me in they whips, And they film me in the club, So I {Still Got Love} [Hook:] Free At Last is the sequel to my first
(Sample) soo....The Last time we will remember we all only remember (Freeway) Thats right Constantly tottin the pistol when i rap, its so offical when
high society district [Jay-Z:] '76 is the floor [Freeway:] '94 with the raw [Jay-Z:] '96 with the flow [Freeway:] 2008 with the spitting [Freeway:] Now
in there So what they worth is they own baby I'm different then them I bring them benjamins in look at the kitchen in there Look at the living room set look at
little bit a lime) I'm just keeping it real (Uh-huh) Baby still working at the club so I'm getting in free (so I'm getting in free) Wednesday night I
King spoke and said we free at last Ain't nothin' free from that point, though We needed cash And we need it fast We broker than Ethiopians just tryin' to eat at last
struggling to eat But still there was no answer I stop believing in his word and Got so mad at him and When somebody said God's good I just laugh at '
get fucked at tha county, nigga feel this like, [Young Chris] Fresh off tour Philadelphia is your's. Freeway thats my lean way that help me to score [Freeway
a lime (With a little bit a lime) I'm just keeping it real (Uh huh) Baby still working at the club so I'm getting in free (So I'm getting in free) Wednesday
the bartender (Ooh, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay) I like the bartender (Yeah, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at
we had your bitches gettin high catching contact any problem with you guys nickel nine that bring my hood everywhere Ia??m at I define reppin [Chorus- Freeway
Intro - Freeway - talking] Uh huh (hey) Hip-hop (hey), hip-hop, uh huh, yeah Free, uh huh (hey), I feel marvelous, ha, uh (hey) Okay [Verse 1 - Freeway
we know Didn't we feel it The time to seems to stop Outside our window And we ride, down the freeway Hoping to express our religion To be free Of everything
