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[Verse 1]
[Bm]Geto[Em]
[Am]Boys
(G.B.)'98
We gonna set this shit straight,
belive [Em]that
[Bm]Don't you wish sometimes
you can be [G]free[Bm]
Free from in[Em]carceration
[Am]Free from paying them bills
[Em]Free to come and go when
ya [Bm]feel[G][Em][Bm]
[Em]Most [Am]of all, free from them haters
[Em]So many

[Verse 2]
problems that exist
in my world today
When I'm deceased,
I want my little baby [G]girl to say
That he [Am]was real
He loved me with all his heart
He loved mama too
Even though they sometimes [Em]fought
A young nigga in the ghetto
[Bm]With plenty of dream[G]s
Sur[Em]rounded by the police
And many of fiends
[Am]At 13 started mobbin'
14 started robbin'
It's hard to have morals
and values
When you're starvin'
[Em]Abused, [Bm]mis used,
and plus a bad [Em]dresser
Nobody ever [Bm]told me I was [Em]special
I put a [Am]gang of tears in
my mamma's eyes
But she died
Before I got a chance to [Bm]apo logize
It [Em]hurts to see my [Bm]baby sister
feeling [Em]the pain
It hurts to see my baby brother
[Bm]still in the game
[Em]Ain't nothin' chan[Am]ge but my finances
I still be stressed
All these motherfucking worries
got a nigga depressed
[Bm]I'm just tired
Every night, I pray to Jesus,
rescue me
>From the poverty, hate,
racism and dis[Em]eases
So the [Am]lord said
He prepared a place for me
And when he do that
I'ma be free, yeah

[Verse 3]
I want to be [Em]free
No [Bm]more play[G]er [Em]hater
I [Bm]gotta [G]be free
[Am]

[Verse 4]
Now as [Em]I walk around in my drawer[Bm]s
Out[Em]side smoking weed while
I scratch my [Bm]balls
[Em]I'm reminsing on m[Am]y homies
who been lock tight
Or got light
Behind trying to feed
their family one night
It's not right
[Em]Suppose you watch your mamma
[Bm]suffer
Cause ain't an[Em]other
Her kids trying they off they
[Bm]ass
It's gettin' [Em]rougher [Am]and tougher
By all means nigga get your cream
Stop storming what they calling
this American dream
And why [Em]you looking up for a role model
[Bm]You be your mode[Em]l
Look who we follow
[Bm]Niggas forgot [Em]about the problem
And [Am]single parent upbringings
We doing bad on our ass
Nigga fuck singing
How you gonna tell me to keep
it [Em]positive
And growing [Bm]up I d[G]idn't
have a [Em]pop to give
So these mother fucking streets
is where I [Am]gots to live
Fuck what you saying 'bout me
I'm sittin'on a couple G's
and smoking weed
I'm free

[Verse 5]
I want [Bm]to be free
No more player hater
I gotta [Em]be free[Am]
I want to be [Em]free
Gettin' [Bm]tired [G]of [Em]waitin'
[Bm]I gotta [G]be [Am]free

[Verse 6]
[Em]Nobody understands me but me
It used to bother me at first
But now my conscience is free
[G]I ask the l[Am]ord to give me strength
And bless the hood
And keep these fake motherfuckers
out my life for good
Knock on wood
[Em]I'm still here through all these
[Bm]trials and tribula[G]tions
Tryin' to [Em]make it
Shit, a lot of [Bm]niggas couldn't [G]take it
My girls [Am]hate it
When I go to clubs and stay out late
She think I'm fucking
around with hoes
Gimme a break
Get off [Em]my case
Can I be com[Bm]mitted to you
[Em]And ride 'round [Bm]without
feelin' tied down
[Em]Damn girl,[Am]
I catch enough hell on the streets
When I come home
I want some tender lovin' [Em]and peace
No one can take your place, you my [Bm]ace
I dig your [Em]jealously boo
But some[Bm]times I need my [Em]space
I keep you [Am]laced
Like you won the lottery see
But God damn I gotta be free
I [Em]want to be free

[Verse 7]
[Bm]
No more play[G]er [Bm]hater
I gotta be [Em]free[Am]
I want [Em]to be free
[Bm]Gettin' [G]tired of [Em]waitin'
[Bm]I go[Em]tta be f[Am]ree
I [Bm]want to be free

[Verse 8]
No more [G]player [Bm]hater
I gotta [Em]be f[Am]ree
I want to be [Em]free
Gettin' [Bm]tired [Em]of waitin'
I [Bm]gotta [Em]be free[Am]