Sir Eddie C - free market

And ion know how none of this shit work, but I see it's up and down like twerk
I could never undervalue what i'm worth, man wouldn't trade this shit for world
Scared money don't make none, said the nigga with the hedge fund
Gotta saying where we come from, it ain't, no fun if the homies get none
hold up
They tried to us pull up by ya boot straps and go, but not to far or we closing the door
And we ain't into trading but we crashing the floor, because we want that money
Nah, we needing the dough
I've watched billionaires cry when stocks fell, but dry eyed when them shots fired
And they fucking ring like them stock bells
Watching green and red lines like a gucci sale
This a movie reel, but these Leonardo's is very real
They sold us on the same block they trading on
So fuck it my nigga, get ya paper long, and staple like the Lakers home
People get to hating wrong, they see yo stock rising and then they get faking on
Everything they said
Fuck making amends
Cause that shit dead
Let me talk my shit
Paid dividends to talk like this, without a reasonable doubt, I need dead presidents
Free market
Free market
Free market
They kept us in the darkest, but now you got us started
Free market
Free market
Free market
Mannnn, get yo hand out my pocket, bitch i'm finna start a riot
Free market
Feeling like the hottest commodity, been chose, i gotta be
Y'all play these songs, no lie that mean a lot to me
Stock rising constantly, counting all my broccoli
Some niggas never take they shot and forgot to squeeze
Life's lemons, apply pressure and make a drink
That's how my momma used to use to hustle, and it make me think
Even know that she gone now, I hear her speak/ I channeled her energy + ended up on BET
I'mma get on this TV momma, imma make you proud of me momma
I'mma make sure i'm at every graduation when your grandkids getting a degree momma
Why
Cause you did for me, now them kids gone reap
Everything you sewed, this our family tree, let it grow, let it grow
Yo, our roots run deep, and I want them to see you when they looking at me
Cuz i'm always seeing you, when I lay down and sleep
Cross my heart, fly high, til again we meet
All this talking about markets and fees
I just, wanna thank you for investing in me
Free market
Free market
Free market
Free market
My momma loved me

Written by:
Eddie Cox

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