What's Free (feat. Rick Ross & Jay Z) (Explicit)

What's Free (Explicit) - Meek Mill/Jay-Z/Rick Ross
Know what free is
What's free
Free is when nobody else
Could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV ain't
Controllin' what we see
Told my n***as I need you
Through all the fame you know I stay true
Pray my n***as stay free
Made a few mistakes but
This ain't where I wanna be
Before I'm judged by 12 put a 12 on my feet
Told my n***as I need you
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life stay free
Since a lad I was cunning
Just 'ot a pad out in London
I keep stackin' my money
I need a ladder by summer
AK shots n***as duckin' stray shots
Been a top dawg that's before the Kdots
Crackin' in '06 immaculate showmanship
Talk it like you Mich
Disastrous on the strip
Holdin' on your b***h coulda never sold you a brick
With them people you never been on a list
Mona Lisa to me ain't nothin' but a b***h
Hanging pictures like n***as swinging from his dick
We so different you thought these didn't exist
The Meglodon never seen on his wrist
I'm from the south where they never make it this rich
God is the greatest but
Satan been on his s**t
Walkin' the pavement I pray
I'm illuminated
Over a decade and never nobody's favorite
Pot and kilo go hand
In hand like we gamblin' huf
My amigo a million grams and
We countin' 'em up
You was dead broke
I let you hold a pack
You paid for it but
I f**ked around and stole the track
Screaming gang gang now you wanna rap
Racketeering charges caught him on a tap
Lookin' for a bond lawyers wanna tax
Purple hair got them faggots on your back
What's free
Free is when nobody else
Could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV ain't controlling what we see
Told my n***as I need you
Through all the fame you know I stay true
Pray my n***as stay free
Made a few mistakes but this ain't where I wanna be
Before I'm judged by 12 put a 12 on my feet
Told my n***as I need you
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life what's free
What's
Fed investigations heard they plottin' like I trap
20 mil' in cash they know I got that off a rap
Maybe it's the Michael Rubins or the Robert Krafts
Or the billionaire from Marcy ain't
No way they got my back
Seein' how I prevailed now they try
To knock me back uh
Lock me in the cell for all them nights
And I won't snap uh
Two fifty a show and they still think
I'm sellin' crack
When you bring my name up to the judge tell em' facts
Tell 'em how we fundin' all these kids to go to college
Tell him how we ceasin' all these wars stoppin' violence
Tryna fix the system and the way they designed it
I think they want me silenced shush
Shush
Oh say can you see
I don't feel like I'm free
Locked down in my cell shackled
From ankle to feet
Judge bangin' that gavel turned me
To slave from a king
Another day in the bing
I gotta hang from a string
Just for poppin' a wheelie
My people march in the city
From a cell to a chopper view
From the top of the city
You can tell how we rockin' soon
As I pop it we litty
Poppin' like bad boy in '94
Big poppa and diddy
Counted me out like my account ain't busy
That's five milli' in twenties
Sit up in council I'm dizzy
Phantom five hundred thousand
Hundred round in a stizzy
Is we beefin' or rappin' I might just pop up
With drizzy like
What's free
Free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV ain't controlling what we see
Told my n***as I need you
Through all the fame you know I stay true
Pray my n***as stay free
Made a few mistakes but this ain't where I wanna be
Before I'm judged by 12 put a 12 on my feet
Told my n***as I need you
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life what's free
In the land of the free where the blacks enslaved
Three fifth's of a man I believe's the phrase
I'm 50 of dusse and it's debt free
Yeah
100 of ace of spades worth half a B
Uh
Roc nation half of that that's my piece
Hunnid percent of tidal to boss it up with my G's
Since most of my n***as won't ever work together
You run a cheque up but they never give you leverage
No red hat don't Michael and Prince me and ye
They separate you when you got Michael and Prince's DNA uh
I ain't like one of these house n***as you bought
My house like a resort my house bigger than yours
My spou
C'mon man
My route better of course
We started without food in our mouth
They gave us pork and pig intestines
S**t you discarded that we ingested
We made the project a wave
You came back reinvested and gentrified it
Took n***a's sense of pride
Now how that's free
And the people stole their soul and hit n***as with 360's
I ain't got a billion streams got a billion dollars
Inflating numbers like we 'posed to be happy about this
We was praisin' billboard but we were young
Now I look at billboard like is you dumb
To this day grandma 'fraid of what I might say
They gon' have to kill me grandmama I'm not they slave
Check out the bizarre rappin' style used by me the HOV
Look at my hair free care free
N***as ain't near free
Enjoy your chains what's
Your employer name with the hair piece
I survived the hood can't no shaytan rob me
My accountant's so good I'm practically livin' tax free
Factory that's me
Sold drugs got away scot free
That's a CC E copy
Guilt free still me
And they expect me to not feel a way to this day
You would say y'all kill me
Sucker free no shuckin' me
I don't jive turkey
Say happy thanks giving day
S**t sound like a murder to me
Smoke free
All of y'all calling out toll free
Labels rob you for millions
Yet you wanna put a hole in me
Sugar free seasoned but I'm soft for you
Lay a hand on hov my shooter shoot for free
I promise world war three
Send an order through a hands free kill you in 24 hours
Or shorter you can't ignore the hand speed
On God it's off the head this improv
But it's no comedy
Sign I fail hell naw