Def Jam didn't really support, uhhh... I was shocked they put your album out. I'm not gonna lie to you. For real you were shocked? Charlamagne: I mean, I knew you had an underground following cuz of your mixtapes and stuff. They wasn't ready .But I was shocked that they actually put your album out. How many more mixtapes did you end up putting out before they released your album? I mean exactly I know you did a lot of touring... Yeah I knew people in the Def Jam building who was like, 'man.' I say when the Big Krit album coming out? And they say 'NEVER. Ain't gonna sell no records.' I built it from the ground up Act like they found us From the sign of the label, tried to drown us I built a boat in a moat for my castle I graduated to a businessman, I got tassels Another chapter, another story, another plot Mother fuck the ball in their court, I took a shot Three presidents in 5 years, I never stopped While they worried about the single sales-- The albums flopped Oh Lord, Lord, Lord there they go Trying to fuck me out another but I ain't a ho I produce and write my own shit, I know the score I'ma drop another mixtape, and go on tour We ain't playing games man, I'm too grown For you to try to take me out my motherfucking zone For you to try and tell me I ain't motherfucking known I guess I gotta do it how I done it on my own, UH I been a free agent nigga I been a free agent nigga Even when I was signed It was multi til I die I've proven motherfuckers wrong Every got damn time I been a free agent nigga I been a free agent nigga Naw they can't hold us Put the whole team on my shoulders Now there's money on the way Because the contract's over What good is a team if they don't ball out with you? Domino niggas they'll fall out with you At the table with the majors they go all out with you Til you're underground with it, they won't crawl out with you So they serve, serve you a plate Full of scraps and the bait You ain't eating so you ate You ain't moving so you shake What you can 'Cuz you gotta drop another album But ain't make a mother fucking dollar, OH! Mane it's hard to understand How they rob a nigga then shake his other hand? How I hit the road when I ain't never have a chance? How I sell out shows and I ain't even make 'em dance? How I ain't a gimmick but I got all these fans? How I made in merch what you got in your advance? How I work the tape like I was bagging up the grams? How a country boy took that country shit and ran? UH I been a free agent nigga I been a free agent nigga Even when I was signed It was multi til I die I've proven motherfuckers wrong Every god damn time I been a free agent nigga I been a free agent nigga Naw they can't hold us Put the whole team on my shoulders Now there's money on the way Because the contract's over

I tried to take the high road Let by gones be by gones I tried to take the high road But now another life's gone What you expect from me? To turn the other cheek All you bring is war, asking me for peace What you expect from me, when all you bring is greed All you bring is war, asking me for peace But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece Yeah, yeah Yeah, they say let's make America great again Except for the slavery and genocide When we killed all the natives and steal their tribes And the time we denied the women's rights Talkin' 'bout great, like the AIDS outbreak Like when they brought crack cocaine to the hood Like when they brought heroin to the states Justice is not on the internet Equality don't have a twitter account The last words that a man should ever hear Should never be "Get on the ground" Our culture so misunderstood, it's cloudy up over the hood I think about packing my bags and leaving this country for good Glock, Glock in my car for your probable 'cause 'Cause even the law don't follow the law Guess it's my fault for being black A country built on my people's backs Up in first class, yeah my seat is black Even when I'm bored and I'm tryna see my past Tell me, if you had a chance, would you go back in time to see the past? Waitin', waitin', waitin' for reparation For the end of segregation All we got is a month and a television station All they teach is slavery and we celebrate it They turn the cheek if we should perish But just remember you can't spell America without Eric I tried to take the high road Let by gones be by gones I tried to take the high road But now another life's gone What you expect from me? To turn the other cheek All you bring is war, asking me for peace What you expect from me, when all you bring is greed All you bring is war, asking me for peace But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece Yeah, yeah By any means necessary Lately two many mommas out here bearing babies Really ain't safe 'round here no more Scared of the law when they head outdoors And will we ever be at peace, man? I ain't sure But for now I'm like Malcolm out the window it's simple altercation Got these motherfuckers blazin' and I ain't tryna say bye to my kinfolk They choke us out like what they need a noose for? Gentrify like fuck wherever you go Prison walls nowadays big biz Give us dope then lock us up to get riches Then send us out to a job we can't get You had that nigga flipped now you back in the system That's a cold game man, aww dog if there's a God pray she listening The president don't give a fuck about us The government don't give a fuck either They talkin' make America great again I just wanna save my people I just want that 40 acres and mule Another promise didn't fall through Just a whole lot of propaganda and lying to me and you I tried to take the high road I tried to take the high road Let by gones be by gones I tried to take the high road But now another life's gone What you expect from me? To turn the other cheek All you bring is war, asking me for peace What you expect from me, when all you bring is greed All you bring is war, asking me for peace But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece Yeah, yeah

My uzi weigh a ton I bought it I bought it Ain't got no body guard I just need mighty God I just need mighty God My uzi weigh a ton I bought it I bought it Ain't got no body guard I just need mighty God I just need mighty God I swear on Mama Lena soul My grand mama that old code That Mississippi that dirt road This barefoot that bare soul I bare the load oh Solo, by myself Dolo, Frodo from uh Lord of The Rings So I guess I have to bare it alone My precious won't leave me I don't need platinum I don't need gold All I need is an Uzi and a clip to load This one mic this Jordan flow Trying not to wear Jordan's Clothes These kids are dying, Jordan knows Nike too, Vanport Portland, they blew it up Black commerce they chewed it up Chewed it up, spit it out That's the kind of shit I'm trying to spit about Lash Laws, pile of tricks Politics is a pile of shit I am getting real close now i'm smelling it, I'm inhaling it (Inhaling it, Inhaling it) My uzi My Uzi (You LIED) My uzi (I'm smelling it) My Uzi (you lied) UH! My Uzi weigh a ton Pray to God I stay protected High alert, I see jackers on the creep in my reflection Lord, ain't nothing been promised lately Police out here acting crazy Shooting up black folks left and right People out here die every night Mama worried about me all the time because I'm grinding Trying to make a move because the government don't give a fuck about poor folk Out here paying dues trying keep the food on my table My family fed and my mind right And an attitude adjuster just in case a mother fucker wants to take my limelight I got a hundred round drum, if you're talking about rope around here Or that KKK shit make it where your Klan can't come down here Partner fuck that I've been on one since they killed Mike And the jury hollering not guilty Folk, I put my faith in God because that's all I know And this Uzi My Uzie weigh a ton I bought a (I got a hundred round drum) My Uzie weigh a ton I bought a (Where the Klan can't come down here) My Uzi, My Uzi I've been on one since they killed Mike And the jury hollering not guilty Folk, I put my faith in God because that's all I know And this Uzi And my shoulder hold a AK that holds enough shots Let enough cops know that I ain't going out without a fight This city will be burned down by the night Yeah I be Raven about Baltimore, talking about taking shit out of the store My desert eagle, my people protector, you step in my sector you've got to go BOOM BOOM BOOM Pick him up off the floor pig, it's you or its me This is for the black skin so what's happening homie fuck what you see on TV You're going to see they say this shit is about black and white All this shit is pretty Freddie Gray Swings and see-saws - rusty in the Sipp Trust me pimp we don't never play This is everyday, I'm quite cheap No nice cars, just nice beats My little revolver my problem solver Put some red holes in them white sheets And I might preach with this Glock 40 Respect mine with this tec-9 Gave my old lady a little 380 but it jams easy, let me check mine (My Uzi weigh a ton) Heavy as all the shit that they done done UH! (My Uzi weigh a ton) And I'm going to tote this shit until I'm done (my Uzi) I'm on the run and I can't sleep (My Uzi) My food poison, i can't eat (My Uzi) I can't break, I ain't fake (My Uzi) My breath is something that you cannot take

You're next to me, oh I swear it's true Can't no one tell It's you and me Just driving slow The windows low, so we can feel the breeze, baby When I close my eyes, you're by my side With the chocolate skin, the dark hair and those brown eyes I see you in my Cadillac dreams I made up my mind By the end of the night, I'mma see you in my Cadillac dreams Oh, you're all I need I do believe that you're the one I see No destination, no expectations We're keeping it unofficial But we're rolling Somehow you got me open With words that were never spoken But I know I hear you, baby When I close my eyes, you're by my side With the chocolate skin, the dark hair and those brown eyes I see you in my Cadillac dreams Oh, I made up my mind By the end of the night, I'mma see you in my Cadillac dreams Oh, you're all I need I do believe that you're the one I see You're in my Cadillac, Cadillac My Cadillac, Cadillac You're in my Cadillac, Cadillac My Cadillac, Cadillac You're in my Cadillac, Cadillac My Cadillac, Cadillac Cadillac-lac, got my diamond in the front and the back When the sun shines through it I lose it I was wood grain gripping on, double-cup sipping on Tell me how you really want it Shawty what's your speed? Zero to sixty, one finger whipping a figure eighty [?], let's go half on a baby Twelve plain, rim scraping while I'm bending out your [?] Shifting all your gears, toying with your motor, oil you up You shine when you strut Pressing on your pedal till we wake the neighbors up You my chrome grill woman, drunk popping on the daily When your lights shining, tight blinding, drive these hoes crazy I knew it from the start when you took your frame apart Filled you up, tuned you up, revved you till you start We on the road, you motivated, you overheating I know just how to fidget, don't you ever break with me My Cadillac dream Cadillac dreams, oh I made up my mind By the end of the night, I'mma see you in my Cadillac dreams Whoa, you're all I need I do believe that you're the one I see You're in my Cadillac, Cadillac My Cadillac, Cadillac You're in my Cadillac, Cadillac My Cadillac, Cadillac You're in my Cadillac, Cadillac My Cadillac, Cadillac