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free spirit (instagram february 13) - wiley lyrics

we’ve done things in music we didn’t know we could
prides gone overground but we all came from the hood. (yeah)
i dont know where i’m going but where i’m going is good
a long way away from when i was shotting the white and buj. (yeah)
bbk are my bros but i’m a one man band
everybody got to eat food because we’re taking out of one man’s hand
i wish life was like before but see we got to move forward
in this life i guarantee you’ll get the dish that you ordered
my chain still swinging, east side brother in the game still winning
my car thats a mazza, i love this sh*t make a pound, making a shilling. (ayy)
and i want to help all my brothers in the hood get what they want, god willing
let’s go make a k!lling, feed the children, take care of the women
still flowing but i’m feeling free, lyrics for lyrics i’m just being me
don’t work it if you just do it for p, i’m at work homework doing it g
i’m sorry but i couldn’t let them do it to me
it’s like they got a bucket of paint and threw it at me
everybody want to be the one, n0body want to be the two or the three
my bro, 20 years they just passed im like yo, where did they go
have a think about where your days go
i spend most days in the studio, i have to
by now thats all my brain knows
on a radio, and all the stage shows
i got to work on my brand like waitrose
i don’t really care about any of the ties i’ve had that’s been severed
they asked if i would change i told them never
i couldn’t, i wanna merk spitters so i wouldn’t
a man can’t back in before i see a spitter and attack him
n0body around here is cracking, solid
it was things that i’ve seen are horrid, and these mcs their styles are just boring
i told them it’s a day in the park and so i’m honoured
you can send every mc alive i ain’t bothered
send any mc alive they dont want it
it’s no point chatting about who and who’s off it, or on it
i came for the smoke to be honest, i came from the road to be honest
i came with these flows to be honest, a roman road to be honest
i’m a bloodclart pro to be honest, i’m on it
the work rate sick no vomit
bigging up mega*man so solid, i left school dad said go college
but i love the streets and so three months in man left because i didn’t want knowledge
i never liked marmite on toast, and no no i never liked porridge
honestly, i feel tired but my body keeps going like it’s been re*wired
for past tweets man have been fired, just when they got the job that they desired
now for the job that man wanted to do, can’t get hired
some man are driving around in the road with gobble tires
top boys, liars, and the gyaldem, friers
me and my dons jump off of the plane like frequent fliers
i’ll ‘friday the 13th’ mcs, like i was michael myers
you weren’t there when man was cutting up wires with pliers
oh lord, look at the path you sent me on
it’s been mad you get me don
i ain’t perfect don’t get me wrong
but i wish everybody the best i know you won’t forget me don
it’s wiley i’m getting them
got the ideas here jet setting them
here we go again, playing life through your stereo again

- wiley lyrics

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