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PERFORMING ARTISTS
KB
KB
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wesley E Smith Jr.
Wesley E Smith Jr.
Songwriter
Ignacio Saucedo
Ignacio Saucedo
Songwriter
Kevin Burgess
Kevin Burgess
Songwriter
Aaron Gabriel
Aaron Gabriel
Songwriter
Jacob Cardec
Jacob Cardec
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Iggy Music
Iggy Music
Producer
Jacob Cardec
Jacob Cardec
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was running with the set (Yeah)
Running with the set (Yeah)
We don't ever flex, we just rep
Hear me, no, what did you expect?
I don't need respect, I'm the threat
[Verse 2]
Tell 'em I'm so free I got no chains on me
I'm so free I got no chains, homie
Nappy hair, nappy hair, no shame, homie
I'm so free, I got no chains on me
I'm so free, I got no chains on me
I'm so free, I got no chains on me
I'm so free, I got no chains on me
I'm so free, I got
[Verse 3]
Running through the, uh, ay
Right back where I started with it, ay
I've been on since college with it, ay
They hit the club, I hit religion, ay
Jesus, Jesus, I'll admit it, ay
I just give 'em living raps, ay
You just give 'em Insta snaps, ay
Do we need another post? Ay
You insecure, you do the most
My side, we revive God through the Wifi
T'Challa parter, never colonize, 'round of high fives for the top guys
Made us dangerous
Aim to bust, flame to dust, every idol bring to us, gangs of us
Trained to trust, the name that's blood stained on us, Christ gained us
[Verse 4]
I was running with the set, yet
I was running through with chains, yeah
We don't flex, we invest, hear me, yeah
This is what you get, yeah
I don't need respect, I'm the threat
[Verse 5]
Tell 'em, I'm so free, I got no chains on me
I'm so free I got no chains, homie
Nappy hair, nappy hair, no shame, homie
I'm so free I got no chains on me
I'm so free, I got no chains, look at my neck
No chains, no shame, rapper
[Verse 6]
Yeah, come get your opinion, it don't matter
Money or the faith, I choose the latter
Ooh, I can see them trying to keep us on the outside now
We pull up and watch you scatter, yeah
Running through the woo
Heaven got a playlist, I promise that's my favorite placement
Yeah, faithful over famous
Yeah, faithful over famous
[Verse 7]
New rappers that's sure to blow are really drug addicts with a studio
You gotta pop pills on the usual then that paradise ain't really coolio
If your world is really that flame, then why you always high, tryna escape?
Gram-flexin' that's too fake, and them money phones really money loans
And that real life is you coming home, empty house and a heart of stone
Bad chick super savage, but for a bigger bag she moving on
Oh yeah, you making moves, but these folks don't really love you
Industry only love dudes that they can use, don't get confused
Interviews that don't tip toe, go on, take down my info
His glory that's simple, ridin' around with that tempo
That's liberal, that's conservative, that's charismatic and reformed too
My wife happy and Jesus love me, ain't nothing left to conform to
Ah! No chains, I got no chains on me
[Verse 8]
I was running with the set (Yeah)
Running with the set (Yeah)
We don't ever flex, we just rep
Hear me, no, what did you expect?
I don't need respect, I'm the threat
[Verse 9]
Tell 'em I'm so free I got no chains on me
I'm so free I got no chains, homie
Nappy hair, nappy hair, no shame, homie
I'm so free, I got no chains on me
Written by: Aaron Gabriel, Gomez Gabriel, Ignacio Saucedo, Jacob Cardec, Kevin Burgess, Wesley E Smith Jr.
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