
When i get older, they’ll call me freedomJust like a Waving Flag.[Chorus]When I get older, I will be stronger,They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag,And then it goes back, and then it goes back,And then it goes backBorn to a throne, stronger than Romebut Violent prone, poor people zone,But it’s my home, all I have known,Where I got grown, streets we would roam.But out of the darkness, I came the farthest,Among the hardest survival.Learn from these streets, it can be bleak,Except no defeat, surrender retreat,So we struggling, fighting...