Free P - CC

Uh, Okay
Third time is a charm
Ahh, ahh
Probably high; CC the elevator
Ahh, Ahh
Rising Up; CC. the escalator
I was probably on
My fucking paper chaser
You know I
Had to map it out
I'm feeling like the atlas
The way that I grab this
I had to tact this
On attack now
Had to map now
Had to map down
Got the (W)rap now
Now we high'd up
Off the pack now
Now my eyes low
Can't you tell
Unavail
Even through the mail
I'm like watch me sail
Parasail
Yeah, I'm high as hail
I'm like, "Can't you tell?"
I been really weighing that shit
In the gym
Had to shoot my shot
Had to tie the fucking knot
Had to
Take my time
I'm on my rhyme
I had to
Pull me a dime
I pull to the dime
I had to
Lock that Key
I had to Ktown that shit
I had to ride
Around and Round
In this bitch
Ten toes on that
Mothafucking pavement
Look at how we made this shit
Look at what created this
Gah damn it man
Ugh, shout out to the ones
That's looking out
And the ones that's riding out
Ugh, ugh
Uh, get out
Uh, dig out
I had to dig it
For my divot
For my pivot
Huh?
I had to mimic
For my meh meh
And I missed iit
Huh?
But I get up any time that I fall down
How we ride round
And she never had no panties on the kitty
Anytime that she with me
Cause she want me to grab it
I had to just
Ugh, ugh
Man I never mask it
I hat to the back it
You know that's
Just a hat trick
The three piece
I seek a piece of mind
On the daily
I know that life amazing
But I know that some things crazy
I live my life in phases
While I'm going through these changes
And all my angels
They around me
They around me
I got all my angels
They around me
They around me
I got all my angels
They around me

Written by:
Freddie Jefferson III

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