FREE SPIRITS (feat. YB Fordy)

My spirit is free Just listen to me My spirit is free Just listen to me My spirit is free Just listen to me My spirit is free Just listen to me I told them my spirit is free And they go and pour out their spirits for me They said that they woke I told them I didn't agree I told them my spirit is free And they go and pour out their spirits for me I'm full of hope Hope 'til the mission complete I'm so sick of babies Grown men acting little kids So, so sick of basic Baby sick when these kiddies spit Kitty litter, whilst I litter pick Be a dignified doggy, dig a ditch Hide it from the real written lyricist Give 'em scissor kicks End your whole circle, with a little flick Like the figure six Playground couldn't really figure it Sicker than 'em and I'm sick of it I'll catch you when I ain't got bigger fish I got bigger problems, I got bigger ish They so, so sick of Mainey Telling mama that I really triggered him Cause they rapping about what they ain't living with Man I'm killing it Like Ayo My spirit is free Which part did you didn't get Which part did you didn't get I've been through the fire I've been through the pain He walk on the water I walk through the rain My spirit is free Just listen to me My spirit is free Just listen to me My spirit is free Just listen to me My spirit is free Just listen to me I told them my spirit is free And they go and pour out their spirits for me They said that they woke I told them I didn't agree I told them my spirit is free And they go and pour out their spirits for me I'm full of hope Hope 'til the mission complete Work don't stop 'til the mission is done Cute girl with a Michelin bum Said please Fordy come and give us some love But right now I'm focused on figures and funds I won't stop 'til the bank full With a Rolex on one And a Richard on one And I don't really like watches like that But when I succeed gotta live me some fun I gotta save my spirit when I risk my life To go and make that finish So pour up the Jameson's in it Now pour it up more 'til I really can taste what's in it Rearranging spirits Mixing whiskey with the wine get risky 'til I can't even state my feelings In amazing spirits So don't irritate I'm chilling Just pray on my healing My spirit is free But my heart might cost I had a hard time figuring Whether or not losing them was ever my loss Progress don't come by chance You gotta change up, to up your odds And your spirit don't save itself There's certain roads that you have to cross Cross