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Performed By: Er305
Length: 4:35
Written by: Eddy Villafuerte




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Don't dream my nigga that mean you already sleep
You sleep my nigga on yourself, go 'head and "Be"
If you use your common sense, shout out to Common Sense
Ain't ask for your dollar, ain't been like Common since
So wake up and go get it
Count the f*ck up and flip these digits
In a lil minute yo whole circle gon' be benefiting
Except for them square ass niggas that ain't listen
Them fake ass niggas ain't fitting, they don't want to play they position
Let's just call em Stevie Wonders, front like they can't see the vision
The beginning, got you thinking, grand slam in the last inning
I'll knock this shit out of the park, there's power in all my hits
At bat I swing for the fence, these f*ck niggas wanna bunt
Cutting corners n running for home, won't ever get what you want
But just take yo time and play the nine innings, whatever you do
I guarantee you'll be the realest nigga in it

Free, I'm just tryna be free
F*ck that, I'm just tryna be me
Give me a minute you'll see
That the only thing you ever had to do was believe

Don't dream my nigga that mean you already sleep
You sleep my nigga on yourself, go head and be
If you do it right, after all em sleepless nights
You the last one standing after putting up a fight
So just reach for heights, like the stars you see in the sky
The ones that ain't believe now they gotta realize
Just look at me, they ain't even look me in the eyes
Now they wanna ride the wave I guess that's a sound bite
Better do you these days, them niggas round you won't help
All this grinding bad for yo health, so keep it real with yourself
Walking through hell, ducking the jail, looking for sales, might not go well
Always prevail, never will bail, if I struggle, bet you can't tell
Catch your breath, we gotta keep pushing, like we trapping, nobody looking
Got me mistooken, is it mistaken, cuz they see the dough that we baking
But take your time and play the nine innings, whatever you do
I guarantee you'll be the realest nigga in it

Free, I'm just tryna be free
F*ck that, I'm just tryna be me
Give me a minute you'll see
That the only thing you ever had to do was believe

Don't dream my nigga that mean you already sleep
You sleep my nigga on yourself, go 'head and be
F*ck counting sheep, go ahead and count them g's
And show them non-believers how that Rollie bezel freeze
A testament to how we survive off in this cold world
How the seconds just glide off the mother of pearl
Now it's more like craft work how we stack that cheese
Down to milk this shit for what it's worth, please believe
If you went too long without having shit keep a poker face while stacking chips
Like Julius Pringles stack them chips, that's food for thought we ain't average bitch
I'm the one like the point guard, everything that I love, hard
Cold blooded claim I have no heart, but I'm out here doing my job, y'all
Moves made gauged like sawed offs, swear it'll blow yo socks off
Just keep doing what you gotta do, n I swear to God it'll pop off
But take your time and play the nine innings, whatever you do
I guarantee you'll be the realest nigga in it

Free, I'm just tryna be free
F*ck that, I'm just tryna be me
Give me a minute you'll see
That the only thing you ever had to do was believe
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Don't dream my nigga that mean you already sleep
You sleep my nigga on yourself, go 'head and "Be"
If you use your common sense, shout out to Common Sense
Ain't ask for your dollar, ain't been like Common since
So wake up and go get it
Count the f*ck up and flip these digits
In a lil minute yo whole circle gon' be benefiting
Except for them square ass niggas that ain't listen
Them fake ass niggas ain't fitting, they don't want to play they position
Let's just call em Stevie Wonders, front like they can't see the vision
The beginning, got you thinking, grand slam in the last inning
I'll knock this shit out of the park, there's power in all my hits
At bat I swing for the fence, these f*ck niggas wanna bunt
Cutting corners n running for home, won't ever get what you want
But just take yo time and play the nine innings, whatever you do
I guarantee you'll be the realest nigga in it

Free, I'm just tryna be free
F*ck that, I'm just tryna be me
Give me a minute you'll see
That the only thing you ever had to do was believe

Don't dream my nigga that mean you already sleep
You sleep my nigga on yourself, go head and be
If you do it right, after all em sleepless nights
You the last one standing after putting up a fight
So just reach for heights, like the stars you see in the sky
The ones that ain't believe now they gotta realize
Just look at me, they ain't even look me in the eyes
Now they wanna ride the wave I guess that's a sound bite
Better do you these days, them niggas round you won't help
All this grinding bad for yo health, so keep it real with yourself
Walking through hell, ducking the jail, looking for sales, might not go well
Always prevail, never will bail, if I struggle, bet you can't tell
Catch your breath, we gotta keep pushing, like we trapping, nobody looking
Got me mistooken, is it mistaken, cuz they see the dough that we baking
But take your time and play the nine innings, whatever you do
I guarantee you'll be the realest nigga in it

Free, I'm just tryna be free
F*ck that, I'm just tryna be me
Give me a minute you'll see
That the only thing you ever had to do was believe

Don't dream my nigga that mean you already sleep
You sleep my nigga on yourself, go 'head and be
F*ck counting sheep, go ahead and count them g's
And show them non-believers how that Rollie bezel freeze
A testament to how we survive off in this cold world
How the seconds just glide off the mother of pearl
Now it's more like craft work how we stack that cheese
Down to milk this shit for what it's worth, please believe
If you went too long without having shit keep a poker face while stacking chips
Like Julius Pringles stack them chips, that's food for thought we ain't average bitch
I'm the one like the point guard, everything that I love, hard
Cold blooded claim I have no heart, but I'm out here doing my job, y'all
Moves made gauged like sawed offs, swear it'll blow yo socks off
Just keep doing what you gotta do, n I swear to God it'll pop off
But take your time and play the nine innings, whatever you do
I guarantee you'll be the realest nigga in it

Free, I'm just tryna be free
F*ck that, I'm just tryna be me
Give me a minute you'll see
That the only thing you ever had to do was believe
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Writer: Eddy Villafuerte
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