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Freeway Alright
State Property, Roc-a-fella Records
This that feeling, music you know
We make that music you can feel early
Just blaze
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
Alright, baby, don't you cry
Alright, everything's gon' be alright
(Tell 'em)
Alright, I know we can make it through this
Alright, don't let go, hold on tight
(Tell 'em)
Alright, alright, alright
Baby, don't you cry, everything 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
Alright
(And you hating the click)
Baby, don't you cry
Alright, everything's gon' be alright
(Tell 'em)
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Alright, I know we can make it through this
(Tell 'em)
Alright, don't let go, hold on tight
(Geah)
Alright, alright, alright
(Geah)
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 kingpin, 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
Alright,
(Hey, baby, geah)
Alright, everything's gon' be alright for you and alright
(Right, geah, come on, it's the Roc)
Alright
(It's the Roc, alright, hey, hey, hey, yeah, geah)
Alright, alright, alright
(Geah, yeah, holla)
All my homeboys out there dying
(Tell 'em)
Hey, this world's a crazy place
(Geah)
Oh why didn't I find my place?
(Geah, yes)
Alright, alright
(Clap, clap, clap, clap, holla)
Alright, alright
(Geah)
Alright, alright, alright
(Alright, yeah, oh, Lord)
Young Free, Allen Anthony
The Roc is definitely in the building
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
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