Free Press and Curl

Dance machine

In the round

Juicy lips, 

Watch 'em glow

In the sauce – oww!

I cried with Mooch at Papi's wake, snuck a extra slice of cake

When the pigs came 'round to make they case

I looked 'em dead up in they face, 

"I never heard of none of that"

Soon as I win, let's run it back

I run on feelings, fuck your facts, 

Deception is the truest act

With poise, I twirl the bluest 'Llac, 

Dougie holds the ooh-est sacks

I danced and moved to play the back

I dipped, she asked 'em "Who was that?!"

I ain't showed off, I just showed up

Greet my peoples, fill they cup

Transmit heat on pillows plush, I mean it though, 

I lean and flow, I gleam and glow, 

I'm clean and, oh, you bet ya that I get it, bro

Inside the glow, just not for show

Three beams, purples, indigo

Catchy? Yes, but trendy? No

Never fiend or scheming though, 

That's beneath Barbara Jean's offspring

With po', I never seem to know

(Gunbeats comprise arsenal) Up or don't toss it all

(Up or don't toss it all) Up or don't toss it all

(Up or don't toss it all) Yeah, up or don't toss it at all

Philosophy is Kuti-an, both musically and bitch-wise too

I lost the best beat that I had, now my heart just smash and dash

Warrants out, I catch a cab, it's barring out, I'm to the lab

These robots grant us internet, program racist sequences

Don't compare my beat with his

He ain't up off these streets, he slid...

I'm free – shit, you know I'm free

****, I'm free

Yeah, you know I'm free

(Shit, I'm free) To be a slave to all these things I can't escape

Trapped inside imaginations tickling at my face

You know I'm free

Bitch, you know I'm free

Baby girl, I'm free

Yeah, you know I'm free

Yeah, I'm free, yeah

Free to chain my will onto the wings of my instinct

And wander 'round this box I'm inextricably linked

You know I'm –– free

I'm free

I'm free

Shit, you know I'm free

That's right, I'm free

To make pursuit to catch some stuff that holds me down

To caption my desires, fashion out of this a crown

You know I'm free – shit, you know I'm free

Pig, you know I'm free, mind telling these **** I'm free?

I'll never leave, I'm super free

To fill my smiles up with the tears that I forgot

And haunt myself beside these pretty ghosts that float my heart

You know I'm free

Thou shall bask in the light of my phone screen glow

Thumbs realize everyone I know

Freedom's cult, newest episode

Yeah, one more smile in the undertow – let's go

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

Gospels of minds in for a fresher world

Old school hood **** press and curl (Press and curl)

Eyes like moons when I kiss my girl

Give up doubt, wish I was in Africa

Konjo, Konjo, Konjo, Konjo, Konjo