GVO - Land of The Free (feat. Jon Jordan, Zip & THESLiMMGRiMM)

Yo I'm the Jumpman, pardon the interruption
Oh boy, I'm up to something
They thought I'd never make it to my 20's?
Ha, damn
That's a Harriet Tubman
Let's read a dictionary like a fuckin' comic book
Too many sitting in my statements, guess that's really how them commas look
Long way from selling hats up in the retail
I took my own path, nobody else's, here's the details
Such a wildcard so I'm viewed as miscellaneous
Grew up in the city with my Chaldos & Albanians
I'ma shut it down watch me surfing in my stadium
This mind is so mellow you can call that shit vibranium
I came to win, T.K.O. in less than 3 rounds
Comeback kid, just like Kareem, I'm on the rebound
Don't get mad if you ain't listed on my team now
I'm swimming through these verses in the deep end, that's freestyle
Mute it, say less, never more like Edgar Allen Poe
Just fell short but still I rise like Maya Angelou
I stay lit, yo, dontcha get it? Bitch, I'm booksmart
No keys needed 'cause boy I'm ready, let me push start
I took part by all means necessary
Promised my people that I'll shine through as legendary
Immune to chokin', not like Bill Clinton's secretary
Top Golf, got more range than Miss Mariah Carey
Uhh
The land of the free
Make sure this message is received if they don't notice me
Yeah
Land of the free
Let's hope my message is received if they don't notice me
Oooh
I'm that nigga in my city, so just mention me
Say you know Zip, you'll get that pussy instantly
Young, wild nigga fuckin' up yo' couch
Got a north side bitch gettin' fucked on the south
I'm the one, I'ma always do it my way
She top two but not good enough for my space
Where yo' shorty, pay two 40's and a new Telfar (New Telfar)
That's my brodie with the homies, you know who we are (Who we are)
All up on me, you don't know me, can't get close to us
I'm a poster boy, bitch, I be posted up
My shooters determined to make your sunday morning packed
Then they gon' pull up to wherever you mourning at
My lil cousin pitch it, I snatch it like cornerback
And my brothers shoot a film like we bringin' the Warner back
Real niggas listen, I know I'm the prototype
Yeah, we 'bout that action, I rock you like Dolomite
Ain't even gotta count it, my nigga, I know it's right
Lately, I've been on a mission, I'm creepin' like poltergeist
She come to SLiMM 'cause she said you don't poke it right (Huh)
Slide up in it, knock 'em down like it's a bowling strike (Huh)
Get my nut just like a squirrel then get my focus right
I might cop that bitch a bag by the way she blow the pipe (Huh)
I've been Down Bad like Dreamville
Sippin' brown, I snatch crown fast, my team ill
Mama on an island with brown bags, my dream still
Queen real, touch her, lay you down like a bean pill
Land of the free, I'll only eat it if it smell like H2-odor free
Land of the free, she blow the D, got my feet kicked up while I blow the tree
Land of the free, you wanna hit it? Best believe you pay a smoker's fee
Land of the free, make sure this message is received if they don't notice me

Written by:
Brandon Harden, Jonathan Jordan, Markese Major

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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