F.R.E.E. on Evans Street
[Verse 1]
It was Tye, Leelee, City, Me, Ila, and Zay
Jr., Niecy, my mom and granny stuffed in one place
No daddys in our section s**t we just had Section 8
At midnight wanted home base but couldn't step to the plate
But the queens made sure we had food when we stepped to our plate
Whether a sandwich or steak make sure you saying your grace
They passed down how they was raised
I know we had to be saved
I seen Usher on TV I knew I had to be great
A boombox Dreamcast my cousin's and granny's tapеs
Helped me rеcord my first songs on Evans the age of 8
We ain't have personal space
Just Old English and Spades
No one to teach us about slaves so a lot of demons got faced
My Uncle Jr. was in the backyard high off dope in his camper
Or in the streets selling canned goods or baby pampers
I'll never forget he left a white rock in the dirty clothes hamper
There's nothing else in life that could've got him kicked out faster
He did whatever to get lifted even though he was gifted
Auntie Darlene died in that massacre and left his brain twisted
Still we loved him
I'd die for my brothers and cousins
If one of us squabble the rule is we all thuggin'
Yeah lots of legendary dreams came true on that street
Like Murda helping me record my first song on CD
Like Trisha pulling up with Keith I got too nervous to speak
The nights before the first day of school where could barely sleep
Is when I got F.R.E.E
On Evans street
[Verse 2]
Look
This feel like Chronic 2021
Bar for bar you could put me up against anyone
Heart for heart you could put me up against anyone
I done took many fades
I done loaded up plenty guns
I done sat inside many churches
Went to war seen plenty runs
So what's the difference between me and you
Most likely what I see in me and what you see in you
Or maybe how I formulate the whole plot and I see it through
See I'm the best to do it
I'm talking honoring way less than music
Even though when it comes to that I'm so unmatched
Around these little so called rappers I'm running laps
From the west side where you gotta be strapped when you pumping gas
I don't get hype easy I seen many great things
Signed my first deal to Iovine at 18
Rolled the down the streets in Johannesburg with all type of kids chasing after us
From I.E. but sold out shows in Africa
Had a couple model combos
But nothing was the same after I watched Drake working on Nothing Was The Same in Toronto with me and Hit-Boy in hotels looking like condos
Having all type of billion dollar convos
Really watched some of my closest n****s get buried
I really watched Ila and my cousin Jason get married
I really sat face to face alone with Mariah Carrey
I really watched Trump become president don't s**t scare me
I really sat with my day one getting gems from Diddy
Brought Tiana Taylor and JoJo out to the city
I can't get hype easy I seen too many great things
Did songs with Kid Cudi he shouted us out in interviews
On a song with the whole Wu-Tang s**t and my n***a Cube
Recorded Travis Scott, Young Dro, and Jill Scott in my room
Must I go on
I'm really a legend in this s**t from so forth and so on
I told you I'm free real life
But still they hurt us
When Cayson got arrested in class for double murder
At Bakers trying to put dough together for double burgers
But I'm a long way from that
See now a days it's racks on racks
But I ain't talking YC and Future
I'm talkin more how I see the future
A visionary yeah I seen it sooner
I want a woman who gone be a trooper
See want someone who won't believe the rumors
I said I'm good with that
To know me now you really gotta know my past first
Had to slow up the flow no need for fast words
This time I'm really locked in no passwords
I still got old management eating off of my past work
But f**k it cause we here now
With a message more clear now
Staring at your eyes I finally got you all ears now
With my hands on the wheel and it's finally my time to steer now
I'll take you to closest place to heaven we on Evans