Lyrics:

[Intro: Anderson .Paak]**lf**Yeah, uh huh**lf**Yeah**lf****lf**[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak]**lf**I''m workin'' on a world premiere**lf**And I could see the world from here**lf**They ask me where I''m going from here**lf**Shit, anywhere long as the runway is clear**lf**Shit, music business movin'' too fast for me (God damn)**lf**Wishin'' I still had Mac wit'' me (Yes Lawd!)**lf**How do you tell a nigga slow it down when you livin'' just as fast as ''em?**lf**I couldn''t understand when I seen ''em stretched out cold on the pavement**lf**Niggas catch T-K-O''s on occasion**lf**Wishin'' I could save ''em, what was I to say?**lf**I was doin'' dates, dippin'' in and out of state**lf**We was goin'' in to get away**lf**Sick of feelin'' so outta place**lf**Wishin'' I could save ya, what was I to say?**lf**Wishin'' I could save ya, but now it''s too late**lf**Now, is this really what I wanted?**lf**Is it really worth the pain?**lf**Now am I really an asshole? Fuck what you say**lf**Don''t do me no favors, let''s get back to basics**lf**We live for today, bitch, fuck up out my way, bitch**lf**I''m losin'' all my aces, I''m runnin'' outta patience**lf**Got some pretty faces knowin'' what my name is**lf**Up in high places, I got some new neighbors**lf**They don''t really say shit but when they see the spaceship**lf**They just think I rap or some form of entertainment**lf**But they don''t know I''m black, young, gifted and amazin''**lf**[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]**lf**You know I had to close my eyes, yeah**lf**And if I have to free my mind**lf**I may not have the lane, movin'' all along**lf**Knowin'' that I can''t do it on my own**lf**And if I got the pain feelin'' comin'' out**lf**Have to run away, think I''m goin'' home**lf****lf**[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]**lf**Yeah, you know I''m workin'' on a world premiere**lf**And I could see the world from here**lf**I know you somewhere in the atmosphere**lf**I know someday I''ll meet you halfway there (Cheers)**lf**They say there''s nothin'' you can do about it**lf**Can''t say that I''m new to sorrow**lf**Wishin'' I could take your problems**lf**Trade ''em for a little more time wit''chu**lf**Carry you out the bottom, the weight of the world, I got it**lf**Sprouted wit''chu on my shoulder, the greatest honor to know ya**lf**I''d gotta be honest wit''cha, I hate you ain''t in the picture**lf**I hate all them fake niggas claimin'' like they gon'' really miss ya**lf**I know there''s no one to blame and maybe the point that I''m missin''**lf**But I needed a minute, just give me a minute**lf****lf**[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]**lf**You know I had to close my eyes, yeah**lf**And if I have to free my mind**lf**I may not have the lane, movin'' all along**lf**Knowin'' that I can''t do it on my own**lf**And if I got the pain feelin'' comin'' out**lf**Have to run away, think I''m goin'' home**lf**[Break: Anderson .Paak]**lf**Oh, say it ain''t so!**lf**Tears keep fallin'' down my eyes**lf**Damn it, I miss you, I should be with you**lf**Can''t turn back the hands of time but I should be with you**lf**I miss my friend**lf**Damn it, I miss you**lf**Cannot bring you back**lf****lf**[Verse 3: Q-Tip]**lf**These pictures I''m seein'' are fuckin'' me up**lf**And I don''t know what to do but reminisce and face the pain**lf**Back in the day before you were a dog and you were just pup**lf**Bangin'' beats and bringin'' bitches back to the tour bus**lf**Excuse me, y''all, I know this .Paak shit, I just need a second**lf**It''s Q-Tip in this bitch and I''m just in here reflectin''**lf**Head on collisions with memories in the intersection**lf**Lookin'' in my rearview, wishin'' I could be near you**lf**The freeways of my mind are crowded with traffic**lf**The good times that we had and them bad habits**lf**Look at me now, look around, last man standin''**lf**Grown man cryin'' like a child tryna understand it**lf**So sick of sendin'' flowers to all of my brother''s mommas**lf**Don''t know what''s harder, fightin'' trauma or keepin'' a promise**lf**A true confession breath is a blessin'', without a question**lf**But niggas don''t get the message until they get disconnected**lf**My story ain''t over, I''m still turnin'' pages**lf**But the picture I painted with you in it has faded**lf**My queen, my dreams and even my wages**lf**I know what it means to lose everything when you made it**lf**Rags to the riches and back to the rags is a muh''fucka**lf**The consequence of puttin'' all your chips in one bucket**lf**To be honest, I feel like gettin'' right back to these commas**lf**You motherfuckers keep the drama**lf**[Pre-Chorus: Anderson .Paak]**lf**I''m workin'' on a world premiere**lf**And I could see the world from here**lf**I know there must be somethin'' after here**lf**I know some day I''ll meet ya halfway there in the atmosphere**lf**Cheers**lf****lf**[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]**lf**Free my mind**lf**You know I had to close my eyes**lf**Close my eyes**lf**You know I have to free my mind**lf**Oooooh**lf**You know I had to close my eyes**lf**You know it''s time for me...**lf**You know I have to free my mind**lf****lf**[Outro]**lf**Free my...**lf**Free**lf**Free**lf**Free my...**lf**...My mind**lf**My mind**lf**My Mind