Vic Mensa – We Could Be Free (On The Late Show) (Live)

They don’t want you to own, but
One day, I believe I’d learn
They ain’t got a meal, we don’t recognize we in heaven

And love could wash away our sorrows
Why the city singing Alton’s blues?
One thing I believe I could learn
[Bridge]
But it’s black lives you refuse include

Tryna’ get a mill’ on the other side
Then we could be free, you and me

So I’m down to bleed if it means things improve
And we could wash away our sorrows
[Bridge]
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
[Hook]
We could be free
[Intro]
My blessings
I don’t want to be the new sacrifice
But I believe I’d learn
All dressed up for Sunday masses
Asking why I’m alive when the realest niggas died
Somebody’s son whose daddy died?
Cold as ice in a suit, 3 piece
Who am I in my place
Be a ghost at night full of broken dreams
I feel like Jadakiss every time I watch the news
And cops keep blowing and blowing

Locked in the hood, trying to stop you from voting and stop you from growing
Then we could be free, truly

But faith alone can’t make things right
Woah, oh, oh, oh
While I watch my brother stacking stone, whippin’ water by the scale
Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt road floor
I don’t want to wait for the afterlife
So we think we live in hell
But
Sometimes I wake up and I look up at the sky
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow
As far as he came I can’t complain, but pain is so subjective
(yeah yeah yeah)
We’ll make them better today not tomorrow
I don’t want to turn into a poltergeist
In those times I try to remember
One day I dream of telling my momma
Spend so much time countin’ issues, I forget to count
Keep black people locked into cotton
You fools, saying "all lives matter"
To see my enemy as my brother
To see my enemy as my brother
What the fuck I got to lose?
Blocked from the polls
[Hook]
That we could be free
I’m not afraid to bleed
"You ain’t gotta work no more"
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow
Asking why I survived all the days that I could have died
In those times I try to remember
Sometimes I wake up and I look up in the sky
If we’d only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
Then we could be free, truly
[Verse 2]
Make my enemy my brother
Why they flood Baton Rouge?
Enemy my brother
I don’t want a vigil by candle light
Watch my cousins back at home, getting water out a well
Love (love)
It’s been getting kinda hard to tell
Love (love)
That we could be free, truly

Pastor said put faith in God
To love my enemy as my brother
To see my enemy as my brother
I’m not afraid to bleed, if it means
To contemplate suicide?
Who the fuck is you to patronize

Momma cryin’ at an open casket
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
Why, why, why, why?
And my pride won’t let me give up, lord as hard as I try
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed

[Verse 1]
[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign and Vic Mensa]