Freedom

This story's never been told and I Grew on bikes in estates Never wanted to be road or ride This western land confuses Runs on this soul of mine We've seen God and the Devil We've been both those sides Is it bossin' your block? Is it financial freedom? Conquering inner demons? Leaving your job? what is your freedom? Put ourselves in a prison To realise its prison She said that she ain't respected Theres so many isms My man' dem hit walls In this GTA cataclysm Is that the reason the dog barks So much on the estate? Many rivers cross I wanna know where we row now In awe of the ore rounds, Going crazy looks like freedom now Times more than money Don't need freedom when I'm dead Running for happiness But every step is closer to death I'm thinking We don't know anyting' We're just finding our way And it's menacing You see we got told Everyting' a everyting' By a human who's the same, What do they know? I keep praying like Tell me everyting' No ones ever called back They just let it ring So sometimes I wonder, Is there anything? But I feel it inside so I have hope So let's be real my g For what it's worth I don't know this galaxy Or why were here on earth I know it's wrong if somebody makes somebody hurt Somedays it's better, And some days its worse Aeroplane mode on my phone Every second I'm watching time Hard to be mindful by street lights Tryna' work out life Ever since I knew we could die Incense calone Spiritual convos with my bros But all we've knowns Riddims and Roads Deleted social media Cause' I was down-loads But what you've done Don't die if another person can grow Sometimes I think What if Lloyd Luther carried the Ruger? Blast your rasclart' Like Apollo and send you lunar But regardless of those hallelujahs My soul don't want no one To ball or pass that's Messi not a shooter For that I might suffer, But won't be buried a loser The measures are beautiful Getting closer to know the ruler Brexit got us James Macavoy Destroying our juniors This ain't left or right, Road or conscious, this is the future We had gangster dreams, Shouting anarchy at police Delete an mc Over-writers eternally Street won't set us free Referendum we had to leave Documentaries My head rested upon a queen Mc not to preach But deep story's on streets Don't lie to me, Your WiFi I see through your energy Learned from convos on corners With torn up mitre's a box and screen And school but classes on debt, Could of set the working class free Efficient I know they fear me, My production is eerie Lyricism and vocals Are coming from soul not Siri Rasta man call me rasta But I'm bold like blacker letters Jamaican British descendant In Leicester City I'm weary Cah' one push from the road Could be hooked like a Netflix series Thats why I cut the smoke My mother can't be Afeni Can't judge how you express This letter is sent sincerely Lloyd Luther got a purpose Past graves where close ones are teary So many nights in the whipping Anylysing life with a spliff lit Tryna' compromise in this sinning Learnt that early in Morrison lines just beginning Getting followed by feds Like "your hype cause your blick" but We still rose from those Cold broken nights to eclipse it Goons on degrees or pen Seen all sides of this living Two 9 to 5's But angels said "time to begin this" At birth the umbilical tried My life but Im living So This is for DJ's Who never played me For the culture, but knew I was sick This is for my mum Who struggle daily Now to finally see her son win This is for the queens Who tried to shade me Only to find out my light doesn't dim This is for fake friends Who try to play me Only to find out they played with a king For the working class Struggling to break free For hard times that made us Love this abyss For the forgotten kids Who didn't wanna spray greeze And couldn't be themselves So died in the mix For anyone who believed when I was UG before I believed it within I pray everyone finds freedom On God I believe in this Whoever you think God is Even if you nothing exists