Free - G. Love

Kill it, Kill it, and bring it back to life

Kill it, Kill it, bring it back to life

Kill it, Kill it, bring it back to life

Kill it, Kill it, bring it back to life

Well it’s a hustle it’s a hustle everyday of life

And it’s enough to keep your head above the water see

Seems like the older I get the more freedom I have

But everything is complicated to me

Responsibilities, parking tickets, stress oh my god

Get off my back before I snap and break

Yo I gots to elevate

Ride my fate, take it to the highest

When I’m rhyming on the city streets

The rhythms in my freakin' sneaks, sneaky freeks

Stoppin by the diner to recharge my cells

Get with the broths?

and have a couple laughs

Take a long drive

Cause I’m still alive and if the pressure didn’t get me

Then

Won’t get me now, stay high as the sky and bust the

Fuck out

Free

Free

Free

Yeah…

Kill it, Kill it, and bring it back to life

Kill it, Kill it, and bring it back to life

Kill it, Kill it, and bring it back to life

Kill it, Kill it

The music is the thing that always made me high

And it’s the one thing left in life that never told me

Lies

And it’s the feeling in my heart, and the tear in my eye

The freedom of my mind and the chill in my spine and

You know the more love that I gave it always gave me

Back

And if I ever borrowed something then I paid it back

And if I ever did you wrong then forgive me

But please don’t put no evil on me

Cause I’m just another brother from a father

And a mother trying to make my way in the world

Don’t you see

Free

Free

Free

Yeah…