Free - Skrapz, Nines

Okay

And this track is called Free, featuring Nines

But you gotta wait for the mixtape

That Loyal to the Soil

To hear the full version

That song full of the crack

Run and tell their friends to tell their friends

(Skrapz is Back Part 2)

Yo, yo I was with the thugs and the killers on the wing

It was dead though, I ain’t tryna glorify the ting, yo

I ain’t tryna gas up the children

Jailhouse things, long family

There’s nothing like freedom

There’s nothing like chillin' with family

Kicking back, watchin' TV with my mom and my auntie

Or overseas with my gyal under a palm tree

Or in the strip club, me, Nina and Bailey

The jailhouse ting is a joke ting

Certain niggas do a likkle bird and start braggin' and boastin'

This isn’t the life I’m promotin'

The only reason that I hustle hard, it’s true, I’m not on a broke ting

The road’s similar to the ocean

Some niggas are drownin', some niggas are constantly floatin'

Some niggas are washed up and left on the coast

Went from eating lobster to eating butter and toast