I'm free I'm free And freedom tastes of reality I'm free I'm free And I'm waiting for you to follow me If I told you what it takes To reach the highest high You'd laugh and say nothing's that simple But you've been told many times before Messiah's pointed to the door No one had the guts to leave the temple I'm free I'm free And I'm waiting for you to follow me I'm free I'm free And I'm waiting for you to follow me How can we follow? How can we follow? Ooh... How can we follow?

I was born by the river, just like this river, I've been moving ever since Ain't got no body to call my own you know I've been moving since the day I was born Life is a game just made for fun, I don't need no body No, I don't love no one Yes, I'm a mover baby Now get out of my way will ya? Don't try to stop me now Following the footpath one fine day, When I asked a wise man which was the way, He said "follow you heart and look for yourself, And come back and tell me what you have learned". Yes, I'm a mover. Went back and told him I'd found me a wife, Eleven children and a real good life, Told him I'd left this happy home, 'Cause I need to return to the long winding road Yes, I'm a mover

You are the one supreme being, Just dressed to kill and fulfill just any dream. And you are the one heart's desire All hips and lips made to trick just any fool. I could have sworn that you are an angel Cause you're a sweet, sweet, sweet divine thing. But I should have known that you are the devil Dressed like a sweet, sweet, sweet divine thing. And you lack the one thing that is devotion Not always there in your hair in a daze. Just too mixed up in your own emotions; Your vanity will always be your greatest thing. I could have sworn that you are an angel Cause you're a sweet, sweet, sweet divine thing. But I should have known that you are the devil Dressed like a sweet, sweet, sweet divine thing. Divine thing, yeah Divine thing.

What about the time You were counting ninety nine For I go as, Soft As Your Face As I count the minute The hours descends I just wanna know Whats in it Won't you open up please? For every words you speak is Tounge in check is... Tounge in check Is tounge out of place For I go crazy I go Soft As Your Face (Interlude) (Break) What about your skin? As I throw myself within I'm lookin' from the Inside to out I can see the world As it's turnin' around And I just wanna know Whats in it Won't you open up please? For every words you speak is Tounge in check is... Tounge in check Is tounge out of place For I go crazy I go Soft As Your Face And I just wanna know Whats in it Won't you open up please? For every words you speak is Tounge in check is... Tounge in check Is tounge out of place And I just wanna know Whats in it Won't you open up please? For every words you speak is Tounge in check is... Tounge in check Is tounge out of place For I go crazy... I go Soft As Your Face I go Soft As Your Face I go Soft As Your Face Ohh wooh oh woooh ohh ohh I go Soft As Your Face

Your broad wanna text me and you know I let her do I open up her legs like I'm playing peek-a-boo Now I'm flyin' out the country, your boy makin' moves And I keep my ice on 'cause I gotta keep it cool I see you in the daytime then I see you after school I see you on that FaceTime, I can't wait to be next to you I put you in my 'Rari or I put you in my Coupe And she wanna slurp me, like some Campbell noodle soup When I was on the news, niggas thought it was April Fools When you hear my songs, nigga, please don't get confused Yeah, I get a lot of guap, ask me? Yes I do I walk inside my parking lot, hard for me to choose I pull up, Gucci shoes, watch me how I bust my moves Or I wear my Fendi top and throw shots of Grey Goose And a lot of panties drop when I'm in that room When I wanna get away, my 'Rari gotta zoom We like when they pop shit because they doomed I just deposit my check this afternoon I came from the projects, no silver spoons I remember the gray skies and now they blue Now it's the butterfly doors from the cocoon Now I fly in my jet to see the moon I will give all myself to you I will give all myself to her Your broad wanna text me and you know I let her do I open up her legs like I'm playing peek-a-boo Now I'm flyin' out the country, your boy makin' moves And I keep my ice on 'cause I gotta keep it cool I see you in the daytime then I see you after school I see you on that FaceTime, I can't wait to be next to you I put you in my 'Rari or I put you in my Coupe And she wanna slurp me, like some Campbell noodle soup