Letra de Wanna Be Free - Meek Mill

(Feat. G Herbo)

I've been through the fire, eek

So many times

I've waited in darkness

For all of the light (Yeah)

Now I wanna be—

Yeah, I got caught up

Never leave your niggas, that's the way that I was brought up

Finger on the trigger, nigga, play, he gettin' tore up

And he can't take the pain, he gotta pour up

Got niggas askin' what I did for niggas, I'm tryna figure what they brought us

When it was only me and Kathy, Na and them was still happy

Too much slime around me, it be times that I don't feel happy

Baby mom like she don't want my son to know his real daddy

Shit been gettin' real crafty, I gotta free myself

They blamin' everythin' on me, I had to see myself

Lookin' in the mirror at my soul, I'm tryna read myself

Lettin' niggas infiltrate the fam, I can't believe myself

Damn, still count two million in a hour, quick

I can put some killers in your hood and do a power shift

If we got this shit up out the mud, I was the power lift

You ain't even bring your hard hat and put no hours in

'Cause nigga, you was gossipin', I was puttin' pain in

Standin' in the corner, summer time, it was rainin'

Reaper right there, I ain't bitchin', I'ma flame him

Clutchin' on niggas front of grandmoms, shameless

Mama seein' niggas around me die, she know I'm changin'

But she know I ain't foldin' from the way that I was molded

People sayin' that I'm chosen, I'ma carry it and hold it like I'm Saquan

ARP "brrt" your lil' wheel, you need State Farm

Wagyu on the bill, we goin' chicken and we say parm'

Condo in New York, but on the weekend, I'ma stay far

How you niggas play hard?

Knowin' you got one house, I'll put you on that radar, UAV

(I've been through the fire)

I really been through that fire for real, for real

If you don't know where I came from, don't even speak on me

A hundred million straight out the mud, it is what it is, it was what it was

Niggas sayin' my name so much in the trenches,I start makin' 'em call me cuz, nigga

You can't erase my history

It's the motivation

We was starvin' in my family but I found a feast (I did)

I can barely count the cake because they count on me

Don't know how to cash on one whip, I just buy a fleet

Couldn't walk on feet, we was killin' niggas down the street

If my bars wasn't so elite, they wouldn't even be around me

Know I'm one of the greatest ever, I'm goin' twelve rounds with Meek

I was cryin' tears for Mally, he was in the county sleep

Sacrifice my life, why the fuck these niggas talkin' down on me?

I did hits with bro, but he might bite the fuckin' cheese

Every time I pay my lawyer, it's a a hundred G's

But I just wan' be free

Fuck this gang bangin' shit, I use to wan' be Chief

I can't focus, I been tryna turn another leaf

Every time I go to sleep, the devil wanna beef

All my children worth millions, never comin' cheap

I told my bitch, "You better not leave, it's only one of me"

Got my first B and I drunk a SunnyD

Started lurkin with my ski, it was one degrees

Glock 23 on me, I just wanna be

Now I'm worth thirty M's, I just wanna be

Blew my pipe, hit the strip, I ain't wanna leave

The generation all crashouts under me

And these niggas that be rappin' all wanna-bes

Used to shoot, I do this rappin' shit with fuckin' ease

I'm still in the fast lane, full fuckin' speed

Lost it all, so my kids all I fuckin' need

Doin' hits worth tickets, I'm a humble beast

First tat', I put the dead homies on my sleeve

Lost my pops last year and I can't fuckin' grieve

Seen opp speak his last word, he yellin', "Fuckin' please"

Now I'm with some yellow shit, she got Double D's

She know big G Herbo rich, she want Double C's

Ever since I got in my bag, I'm in another league

I'm poppin' shit right on the side line like Jeff Teague

If they could, niggas wanna be our trustees

We ain't wavin' white flags, told him just bleed

Mama standin' over you, she screamin', "Just breathe"

It's so hard to go— when the button squeeze

(I've waited in darkness)

Now these niggas listenin' to me like I wasn't ready to die or go

To jail or hell, miss my son baby shower even though I made bail

Ayy, 'cause when you talk all that struggle shit,I did the same thin' you did

And I got rich like you did too

Yeah

Free from all bitches, keepin' niggas out my bidness

I done seen Slime trial, the killers turned to witness

Free from clutchin' Glocks and free from bein' around the hitters

But if I be too free, these niggas gon' really try to kill us

I got vicious, niggas worried about they fame, they ain't notice I got different

I told bro don't trust them lames and I'm knowin' I ain't trippin'

Got a hundred guns, two bulletproofs, niggas knowin' I ain't bitchin'

If I tell, I go to jail, these niggas knowin' I ain't snitchin'

From the bottom, at the top

Where them youngins put they dreams in them choppers and they Glocks

Niggas knew that I was different 'cause I was tryna get a drop

Would've been smoked you niggas, but wasn't tryna make it hot,I got dreams, nigga

And the flow hit like crack when a fiend hit it

I had got a Phantom off the flow, look how I lean in it

Bad bitches actin' nice, they was bein' mean to us

I was breakin' curses that these niggas never seen do it

Crazy 'cause I love my bro to death, but I keep seein' through him

Uh, I been free from all that fake shit and all that hate shit

Tryna win made 'em resent me, I don't really say shit

I was tryna run back the memo, all that Rubin and Jay shit

A billion dollars worth a game, so we can run the play shit

My bro was up before I was and then he couldn't face it

I thought them M's would bring us close, it's like he couldn't take it, fuck it

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