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Yo dawg, I know all this shit's been goin down for you the last couple years, bro But you gotta get out of it, you gotta be free, you know what I mean? Yeah, you right, what he said, you gotta be free This year, you gotta be free It's H 2022 feels like a fear trip 5 months, and there's too much weird shit Life's taken that turn, and I steered it Light a blunt, and you'll hear what this year did This beat ain't the last one this popping 2022 bitch, I don't got options Goin deep in the bag, like I'm Cole dropping You go creep in the back, cause I ain't stopping This year, goin dark with my heart options This year, goin dark with my concoctions All the pain, all the hurt, put it for auction Put my words in the dirt, taking no caution Buy a piece of your mind, like a stock option Buy a piece of your time, like a clock option Buy a piece of your grind, like a mock option For the peace of my mind, got the Glock option I was lost in the light, but I'm back now White flags not in sight, waving black now Red flags and they bright, what I pack now Pain is money and might, what I stack now You could be black or you white, or your dad brown Your background in the light, it come back round If you're scared of the heights, stay on flat ground This year taking flight, and it's hell-bound This year, no guide and preach This year, no writing speeches This year, will try and see What you gotta end to be free This year, no hide and seek This year, no frightened sheep This year, will fly and see What you gotta spend to be free Loyalty, way of course, was the first choice Was it me? Was it you? What's the third choice? Comes down to the tone and the word choice So I went with the groan and the slurred voice Society, way of course, was the reason Sensitive to the moods of the season Insensitive to abuse, to the treason It's negative when they lose and you even Patience was the next on the list Got a text you expect from a bitch Then a call to express, so it hits right Two in the head and the chest, he spits It's the pride and the stress and the guilt They decide and express to the hilt Who you find in the mess that you're in And who fights your success and your wins Faith was the third round, bring it on He's gone, he's gone, hear it like a song There's no love, there's no hate, no right or wrong Some go early, some go late, where we belong Love is next, save the best for the last Show respect, fun and games, and we laugh As it goes, you get close, movin fast "What are those on my neck?", so you ask Next thing that you know, there's doubt Can't go with the flow, like a trout It's not that I'm weak, it's the crowd So I went with the "Peace, and I'm out" It's the faith and the fate and the will It's the days and the state and the thrill I don't hate, it's a trait, so I chill I don't wait, but for you, shit, I will Again It's the faith and the fate and the will It's the days and the state and the thrill I don't hate, it's a trait, so I chill I don't wait, but for you, shit, I will Be the bat or the joker? What's the call? Be the rat or the ogre? What's the call? Be the drunk or the smoker? What's the call? Either way, you get closer to the fall This year, no guide and preach This year, no writing speeches This year, will try and see What you gotta end to be free This year, no hide and seek This year, no frightened sheep This year, will fly and see What you gotta spend to be free It's H 75230 LOW Records