New Orleans

More money, more weed, more freedom More money, more weed, more freedom More money, more weed, more freedom More money, more weed, more freedom Freedom, that's your freedom Freedom, get your freedom What do they really want from me What do they really want from me Everybody's got a price, oh please Better skip to the one, two, three Better skip to the; damn, you're, dead Why'd they wanna take my head Mother said don't play with knives Mother said don't play at night Fuck that, I'm revolting Said, fuck that, I'm repulsive And I've got that Bob Marley rolling Same way, got the henny, hold it Same place, in the alleyway He had special K but I guess he sold it Nowadays, we don't run away I want plenty pay, so you best promote it More money, more weed, more freedom More money, more weed, more freedom More money, more weed, more freedom More money, more weed, more freedom Freedom, that's your freedom Freedom, get your freedom My voice is golden Said fuck you, wasn't chosen My last love left me open I watched that cry me oceans I have no resemblance There is no repentance While I'm just wilin' you're whining For acceptance Driving down the highway I just did the mileage I Skrttttttttt I do my dirt then I Swerveeeeee There is no love here no Vertttttttt Look in my face Unconcerned