(Freeway)
State Property, Roc-a-fella Records
This that feeling music you know
We make that music you can feel Early
Just Blaze
[Verse 1: Freeway]
I went from the ghetto to the ghetto and I`m back again
And we doing it back and forth roll with a gang of thugs
My burner my hood passport fresh from the airport I`m back again
And I clap your men; I`m from a block where niggas might blast your pops
No chance ambulance can`t save your kin; smoke reefer burn reefer
Chill in my spot instead of making selat drink liters of gin
I`m drunk again I`m high again I just might fly a kite
To my niggas up state knocked off in the pen
They booked in a jail; I`m booking a flight
It`s fucked up last year we was all on the block
This can`t be life this can`t be love
They roll with a whack; I roll with a snub
We all in a fight
[Chorus: Allen Anthony] + (Freeway overlapping the chorus)
Alright, (woo) baby don`t you cry (ugh)
Alright, (tell em) everything`s gon be alright
Alright, (woo) I know we can make it through this
Alright, (tell em)don`t let go hold on tight (ugh)
Alright, Alright, Alright
[Verse 2: Freeway] + (Allen Anthony)
Baby don`t you cry
Every thing gon be alright all night, Free is on his job let the music play
And I ain`t come to hurt nobody tonight
But if a dude get out of line put him back in tech
Must be out his mind let the ruger spray
Clap until we alright all out of dodge (alright)
That`s right crush the club tonight with a watch on the Robb Report (sweet)
Check on the war report; check on the stores we bought (yeah)
Check on the kids and shit
Hope everything`s alright all night cause all day pop in the mix
I might pop rock stars pop up on your strip
Free pop out hits get paid for my thoughts and that`s alright
And my label the shit
[Chorus: Allen Anthony] + (Freeway overlapping the chorus)
Alright (And you hating the click)
Baby don`t you cry (woo)
Alright, (tell em) everything`s gon be alright
Alright, (woo) I know we can make it through this (tell em)
Alright, (geah) don`t let go hold on tight
Alright, (woo) Alright, (geah) Alright
[Verse 3: Freeway] + (Allen Anthony)
I came from the hood and I`m bringing the hood with me
(And don`t you worry about a thing)
It ain`t a thing I`m bringing them things with me scrap
And I take em around the globe travel around the globe
Been to Paris and back again
Free fall back get stacks with a pen
Still move like a king pen clapping you forward
I went from gat in the tux
Snatching your gold to platinum and gold plaques on the tuck
Same shit different line up work gat and a tech
I might get with Mac and act up in a Bent
We came a long way from a pack and tech
(We got to reach for something better) geah
[Chorus: Allen Anthony] + (Freeway overlapping the chorus)
Alright, (woo)[hey oh oh baby] (geah)
Alright, (woo) everything`s gon be alright for you and me (geah)
Alright, (right geah) [come on] (ugh it`s the Roc)
Alright, (it`s the Roc)[alright hey hey hey yeah] (geah)
Alright, (geah) Alright,[oh oh oh yeah] (geah) Alright, (holla)
[All my homeboys out there dying] (Tell em)
(woo) hey this world`s a crazy place (geah)
oh (geah) why didn`t I find my (yes) place
[alright alright] (clap clap clap clap) (holla)
Alright (geah) [alright]
Alright [alright], Alright [yeah], Alright [oh lord]
(Freeway)
Young Free, Allen Anthony, The Roc is definitely in the building
Woo, geah, geah woop woop geah clap clap clap clap clap woo woo woo
