Free Em' Prod.

I cant trust these niggas that be after fame Never switch or go against the grain Miss ma brother he up in that cage Say you with me but you acting strange Finesse him out the bag and split it wit little Milli If you say want me pull out glocks and semis I got 30 bullets I might cop me 50 If a opp run then I’m calling him Ricky Blew out his back and now the ground is sticky Watch the niggas around you shit can get tricky Blew out his back and now the ground is sticky Watch the niggas around you shit can get tricky We in this bitch and we not showing pity Cant trust every nigga cause some of em envy You no bueno you cant walk round yo city Got damn man these niggas is iffy 1 am me and Pelo up late Trying to get some food to put on the plate Glocky with the stick that nigga don’t play Run up wrong bullets decapitate His bitch want the dick but I said go away Free them niggas wearing blue upstate F*ck the judge and the clerk them niggas I hate Them bitches fagging but I’m here to stay If you need something boy don’t hesitate I was just behind them bars I’m feeling yo pain Went on the run yo house is where I stayed Love you foo promise we to the top When I get that check I’m buying you a watch Nothing but bust downs on the clock How y’all kick it but you calling him opp Main reason circle smaller than dots I cant trust these niggas that be after fame Never switch or go against the grain Miss ma brother he up in that cage Say you with me but you acting strange Finesse him out the bag and split it wit little Milli If you say want me pull out glocks and semis I got 30 bullets I might cop me 50 If a opp run then I’m calling him Ricky Blew out his back and now the ground is sticky Watch the niggas around you shit can get tricky Blew out his back and now the ground is sticky Watch the niggas around you shit can get tricky We in this bitch and we not showing pity Cant trust every nigga cause some of em envy You no bueno you cant walk round yo city Got damn man these niggas is iffy Firme call me then I'm picking it up 2016 they caught us with guns Didn’t trip off shit cause we knew what it was Took it on the chin could not be no punk Pussy's snitch that could never be us Pod 6 handball with the thugs Blowing on woods to .5 sticks When they brag about shit we did as a kid Look at each other laugh and reminisce High off the syrup dozing off we drift Niggas try'd us but we doubled back quick Glocks and chops aimed right at his nose Big deal in my city no cap it’s been told Miss my brothers waiting till they get home F*ck these niggas they ain’t on what I’m on F*ck these niggas they ain’t on what I’m on I cant trust these niggas that be after fame Never switch or go against the grain Miss ma brother he up in that cage Say you with me but you acting strange Finesse him out the bag and split it wit little Milli If you say want me pull out glocks and semis I got 30 bullets I might cop me 50 If a opp run then I’m calling him Ricky Blew out his back and now the ground is sticky Watch the niggas around you shit can get tricky Blew out his back and now the ground is sticky Watch the niggas around you shit can get tricky We in this bitch and we not showing pity Cant trust every nigga cause some of em envy You no bueno you cant walk round yo city Got damn man these niggas is iffy