Be Free

“Goddamn, bitch” [Hook] "Why can’t I be free" [Verse One: Natti] A late night exchange of numbers, a freak fuck festival One hit wonder cutter, plus she sucks testicles A wee touch skeptical, my feelings after our dealings Cause she’s susceptible to feelings after her squealings Staring up at the ceiling thinking I’m her soul-mate Begging me “stay the night”, but I say “I need Colgate.. Irish Spring, clean jeans, drawers and all, can’t stay…” Seeing three rings she clings and calls daily Sings on my machine about dreams of our baby Bitter scene, bring things to fling on my car window A more expensive lay would take Louie Vuitton pillows Alligator sheets on a bed of elephant teeth Now I wish my one-night stand would please sit down With her bags packed and a nap sack on the next Greyhound She stays on my street like potholes, waiting to jump out foxholes Even rain don’t strain her game, she brings ponchos Sleeves full of surprises, changes weaves for disguises Then shows at family functions battin her eyelids I never would have thought from that one mistake To shake this bitch I’d have to study AND1 mixtapes For shit’s sake, pump your breaks, listen this might be low But you can call me midget, here’s your EPO Now remain in order of that there restraining order But this bitch just laughed and asked if I would call her “Whut?!” [Hook] [Verse Two: Mr. S.O.S] What the ? Hello.. What.. How’s my life? Without you, it’d be hot? Probably I don’t wanna hear about yours, stop calling me Hell yeah you bother me, you gotta be high It’s a quarter to 5 Am in laymen's “Goodbye” I introduce her to tone for the 12th time She tried to tell me she can’t be by herself Crying cause she’s lonely oh she’s so overly wack Bitch leave me alone get off the phone and take a nap In fact leave from crack ya room’ll stop spitting I said you need to Call Tyrone Not Biggums Nobody can listen cause you have nothing to say I don’t like you, you love me? We went on one date That’s great I don’t care if you are naked The letter you left on my doorstep, my dog ate it Of course I didn’t read it the pieces are constipated Put two of ‘em together, yes I have call waiting Really, busy signal Wy do you think? Find a new man and tell him to buy you a shrink Leave my driveway, stop trying to spy while I sleep Drive down the street, matter of fact drive off a creek Why can’t I be Free, why do you freak Out..-side of my house, inside of your Jeep You crazy bitch, better watch out how you speak Ey, what the… Oh fuck it I'ma call the police Peace [Hook]