JALENHERO - Going Free Lyrics

8 O'clock in the morning still going, you know what I'm saying?
Momma thanks for sacrifices you made for me
Thank you daddy for the game that you gave to me
Taught me when a nigga talk don't get fazed off him
I put a price on a nigga like a slave auction
I know that line f*cked up, my mind f*cked up
Almost 2020, still times f*cked up
I stopped drinking liquor now I'm wine f*cked remembering how my life once defined f*cked up
I was drinking 6 years before the legal age
Working tryna get a ticket like a meter maid
Never did music for no f*cking VMA
That nigga sick, you should check him like a CNA, killer in his DNA
They gon' stop overlooking me soon
Librarian job, they gon' be booking me soon
Watch me cook, whole world gon' be shook of me soon
Keep my head up where kids gon' look to me soon
'Cause it ain't No Role Modelz, Apparently
Love Yourz, you got kids be a parent please
Be loving, caring, and transparent please
Be involved but don't run 'em like an errand please
Men gotta understand
The father ain't the role to have a mother playing
If another nigga come along with the upper hand
You gon' see your kids getting raised by another man, that's gon' make you feel dumb
Too many stereotypes, we need to kill some
I got so used to the pain that I feel numb
Remember I was so broke I would steal gum
Banging rounds with a stick like a steel drum
Stayed afloat in the water like peninsulas
I wish life could've been a bit simpler
White folks try to relate but it can't resonate with you if you never been a nigga's skin color
God I just wanna thank you, Lord knows I couldn't do it without you
I couldn't go free
God I just wanna thank you, Lord knows I couldn't do it without you
I couldn't go free
2014 I was in Rocky Mount alone
Talked to momma every other day on the phone
When I got depressed it was her I would share that with
Barely had money but she'd still send a care package
Used to wanna take my gun and aim that shit at me
Since I chose to fight through the pain nothing happened
Yuck used to link me up with A&T Aggies
No money to my name, just some change in a baggie
We would hit the road and do shit we couldn't afford
Get back to A&T and put numbers up on the board
2 and a half hours back, 2 and a half forth
Took so many trips in that broke ass Accord
If it wasn't for God and my fam I wouldn't have made it through
Saw certain visions and couldn't erase the view
You couldn't have made it you, even if you tried to follow in my steps
They so big you wouldn't have made the shoe
Sat through the lectures, studied to pass semesters
Privately packing a pistol chatting professors
Picked up the pace, paved me a path through the pressure
That's the type of shit that I'm still on like Sylvester
Can't mope, push your days on nigga
Pep talk myself like "stay strong nigga"
Don't depend on anybody else, I rely on myself, I'm my own f*cking liaison nigga
That's for real (Free!)
God I just wanna thank you, Lord knows I couldn't do it without you
I couldn't go free