Paroles de la chanson Born To Be Free par GMK

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Paroles de la chanson Born To Be Free par GMK

Ayy, I was sittin' in an interview and he asked me, like-
Like, do I regret the shit that I did?
And I'm tellin' the nigga, like, what am I gonna regret the shit-
How I'ma regret some shit made me me?
Everything, the shit I did, done made me me
So why the fuck I'ma change that?
That would change me

Shit hit me like 2014 on the bus, I ain't have no car
Ain't nobody think I was gonna get far
'Cause a nigga sell weed and I tot my Glock
That was my first time ever seein' jail but a nigga ain't know that it won't gon' stop

I ain't learn 'cause I ain't takin' it serious, walking 'round in my socks
Niggas be hatin', I be making 'em furious, walking 'round with all these rocks
Crackers be watching us, we be makin' them curious buyin' up all these Glocks
It was like 2016, I traded a .380 for my chop
Who would have guessed it, one year later, 2017, yeah I'd be locked?
2018 I was in that box
Crackers took my mat, I was sleepin' on rocks
I was countin' down and watchin' the clock, November when I drop
2019 a nigga was chillin', by 2020 I was back in that box
I spent New Year's with my cellie, smokin' ???, drinkin' ???

I could see fireworks out my window, I done shed tears on top of this bunk
Crackers might lock me up but that won't stop my shine 'cause I'm a star

They knew I was gon' go to prison
I knew I was gon' go to Johnny
They won't turn me to no victim
I went hard until I got it back right

And then the nigga asked me how I felt, like what-, what you was goin' through, what you was-, man, ya feel me?
I was like man, that shit-, that shit be-, I don't know, you get to the point where that shit be second nature
Nigga just be, shit, stickin' and movin', ya feel me?

I'm doin'-, I'm doin' a bid

Ayy, I felt abandoned
Lost inside my thoughts, feel like I'm stranded
Crackers tryna take me from my family
State say they want nine, tell the lawyer don't even answer
I was doin' State time, same clothes, three days, no hamper
Seven months alone, behind them doors, no handle
I would kick your door and take your TVs
Now I take my picture with my flash you'll see my VVS
Niggas bit my hand, they must have felt they weren't gon' need me

I could see fireworks out my window, I done shed tears on top of this bunk

Crackers might lock me up but that won't stop my shine 'cause I'm a star

They knew I was gon' go to prison
I knew I was gon' go to Johnny
They won't turn me to no victim
I went hard until I got it back right

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