[Verse 1]
I was nine years old the first time I heard a line spit with rhyme and flow
I memorized the entire thing. Every night, I'd post up in my room. I was consumed by the tight tempo
Grab a pencil, get to writin', was sightin' while I was fightin' bullies at my school, but with a mic I felt like a titan
My grip would tighten. By the time I got onstage, I liked this shit so much. Think I'll create a mixtape (give me some bass)
Articulations improving, hard-working with this producing, meticulous with this music, determined to start a movement
Far sicker than you're assuming, perpetually influenced by humans using it to deliver their two cents
Views get abstract as time keeps passing. I am battling with the thoughts constantly harassing me
To ditch the rapping and get a real job. Passionate as fuck is just the adjective that can capture me accurately
Because this music got me feeling so free
[Hook]
Now pretty damn soon, I'ma be up on top. And when I get there, best believe I won't stop
Whatever you say don't matter to me. I'm doing what I love, and I can't get enough, and I feel so free
(Feel so free, I feel so free)
Oh, I feel so free
[Verse 2]
Before I was conceptional, enigmatic, invention, the baby handed possessions, no Casey Anthony presence
I'm making a rap in seventh, behaving on half a sedative, praising my man from heaven, creating my name where credit is credited
For being incredible with embellishes, get hella pissed, but my mellow dis isn't lack of melanin
Elevational manifest, facing the nemesis. Let the music do all of the talking for the shit that's said, oh
I've been a poet since day one, been walking through the storm with my parade just rained on
With our music to say my brain was straight gone. Then I met Mr. J and we made the kingdom, oh
Fake fans can't face me. You know who you are, if you don't, then craze me
I'm living through the music, and my style is crazy. I'm never gonna lose it. Goddamn, I'll stay free
[Hook]
Now pretty damn soon, I'ma be up on top. And when I get there, best believe I won't stop
Whatever you say don't matter to me. I'm doing what I love, and I can't get enough, and I feel so free
(Feel so free, I feel so free)
Oh, I feel so free
[Verse 3]
Yeah
Everything costs money. Nothing is cheap. Disrupting the peace, erupting in beef by being charged something (cross country)
Production is squeezed by this green, hungry king smothered in green and treating artists like puppetry
We fucking believe in creation. We make this art based on things we hear, see, feel, and relate with
Place a price on it, but for Pete's sake, that's not the way we intended it to be tasted
Betraying the industry cause our shit is free, but it isn't it cheap; it's for kids and teens who really need to see
Anything can be achieved. It's just the way that you perceive it. I've been dreaming of this since I couldn't see the beat
[Hook]
Now pretty damn soon, I'ma be up on top. And when I get there, best believe I won't stop
Whatever you say don't matter to me. I'm doing what I love, and I can't get enough, and I feel so free
(Feel so free, I feel so free)
Oh, I feel so free. (Yeah)
Now pretty damn soon, I'ma be up on top. And when I get there, best believe I won't stop
Whatever you say don't matter to me. I'm doing what I love, and I can't get enough, and I feel so free
(Feel so free, I feel so free)
Oh, I feel so free. (Yeah, whoa)
