BIG K.R.I.T. - Free My Soul lyrics

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Hook

Mama I made it

Got my chain now

I got that benz too

I got my Luis Vuitton

And my Gucci shoes

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Mama I made it

Got those trues and vogues

I keep some groupie hoes

I got that old school

With those lambo doors

But I'm scared

It all ain’t enough

To free my soul

Lord mama I made it

Verse 1

Fuck what they talkin'

Nah it ain’t about talent

It’s no longer an art

Niggas piss on your canvas and parade

Ok, so you paved the way but I rode the road

Farther than you go before

But still you block the road some more

I'm on my last leg and they passing me by

With a sign that say I rap to eat

With both my thumbs in the sky

Damn, when will my time come?

Should I just sell dope,for money, cars, clothes & hoes?

Cause they say that's successful

'Til a nigga run up on you and unload

Cause he po' and you shine just like the moon glow

Stunting in your Bentley, but it cost you your soul

When God come to collect

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Verse 2

Forever dreaming

Wishing on a star for help

I give a nigger food for thought

He rather starve himself

Apart from wealth

I think it was the shine that got us blinded

Not short of what we breathing

When we signing our life away

They say ignorance is bliss

But I'd like to state

The game is just not records and real shit

They don’t like to play

You ghetto famous to us

You just Bojangles to them

Tap yo feet, tip yo brim

And sell it back to yo kin

I don't rap I spit hymns

My God's bigger than them

Trying to blacken your heart

And say we children of men

I sin cause I ain't perfect

But I rather save your life, than hurt it. (If I made it)

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Verse 3

Now what if all the things I'm fightin' for, oh lord

Don't get me where I'm going?

Now what if I don’t see the signs in time, oh lord

I'm praying that you show me...

Mama I made it