Fredo - Independence Day lyrics

[Fredo - Independence Day lyrics]

Prosperity, and independence
Bequeathed by your
Fathers, is shared by you, not by me
The sunlight that brought life
And healing to you
Has brought stripes and death to me
This Fourth of July is yours, not mine

Man get money hella ways, it's
Not just one way, nigga
It's Wednesday
But I got bae making me Sunday dinner
My niggas rob and drug deal
Some grave diggers
He ain't shot shit, but talks it
One lame driller
I know labels don't want it to end this way
But I had tell them
"It's Independence Day"
'Cause I'm tryna run it up
Talking endless pay
My coke still sells it'self
That's independent yay

I'm the real deal, but went independent
I guess you can call this Independence Day
New Cartier watch that's frozen
And the pendant's cray
He died right where he grew up
How did it end this way?
See me chatting with peers
They ain't got shit to show
But they've been trapping for years
Free little V Dots
He was on a stabbing career
That came with six like a packet of beers
No drinks, these are actual years
And I know they wanna end us
Hoping prison's where we end up
Put the G Wagen in S plus
Then I give your friends dust
Killer on them verses
Plus the boss got them hooks
I meet girls and make them realise
They got soft spot for crooks
Meanwhile, my soft spot
That's getting locked and cooked
Judge tried to throw it
But Melo had to dodge the book
Bitches call me handsome
They say I got the goods but if I go broke
I know they'll say I lost my looks

Man get money hella ways, it's
Not just one way, nigga
It's Wednesday
But I got bae making me Sunday dinner
My niggas rob and drug deal
Some grave diggers
He ain't shot shit, but talks it
One lame driller
I know labels don't want it to end this way
But I had tell them
"It's Independence Day"
'Cause I'm tryna run it up
Talking endless pay
My coke still sells it'self
That's independent yay

Shoutout them AGBs, I've been taking them in
I thought BA's guns got signal
How he's making it rain
OGs still be living off some
Works from years ago
But we're some young wild niggas
That don't feel that old
And, no, I can't be lit alone
Gotta watch for the brothers these days
I lost track of how
Much watches I've flooded
And lost track of how much guap
That I've dropped to my mother it's April
I'm thinking what watch to
Cop for the summer
I get it in, then get it dropped to my runner
He's baby sitting, no children
He's watching the grubba
Teacher said that you'll make money
As a doctor and plumber
But I chose the trap house
Now my watch is a stunner
Never really thought I'd be
The type that's ballin'
I was on my bike at night
Tryna rip up Michael's organs
Now I got a room that's
Strictly fill of Michael Jordans
Put my baby mom in Rolex, no Michael Kors'

Man get money hella ways, it's
Not just one way, nigga
It's Wednesday
But I got bae making me Sunday dinner
My niggas rob and drug deal
Some grave diggers
He ain't shot shit, but talks it
One lame driller
I know labels don't want it to end this way
But I had tell them
"It's Independence Day"
'Cause I'm tryna run it up
Talking endless pay
My coke still sells it'self
That's independent yay

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