Free J Lo, free One Time, free Lil CBD
Ayy, free Lil Wannabe, ayy, free Montana C
Ayy, free J Money, ayy, free Fauni
Free my Crip Papa, hey, hey, free Lil TY, hey, hey

Free my daddy, hey, he gon´ be alright, hey
Free Gas for life, free my nigga Ike
I got homies in the grave, I got homies doin´ life

I´d rather be carried by 6 before I´m judged by 12
Fuck 12, before I tell, I´ll take a .38 shell
I´d rather be carried by 6 before I´m judged by 12
Fuck 12, before I tell, I´ll tell ´em crackers burn in hell

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen
I got some that´s comin´ home, I got some that´s goin´ in
Tried to go to visitation, but they wouldn´t let me in

So our only conversation writin´ letters with a pen
Wanna see just how you doin´, wanna know just how you been
Tell you who your bitch been screwin´, check in on your mom and ´em
Hope you get a second chance, we been down since elementary
Hope one day we meet again, break you out this penitentiary

Cuz, what´s crackin´? Hope you straight, know you thuggin´ like you should
Seen your momma yesterday, gave her money for your books
Different day, the same shit, nothing changed on Murda Block
Couple homies hit a lick and got the other homies popped

They got shot up with a K, I got good and bad news
They say Redro gon´ be straight, but Sto Groove ain´t make it through
They hit Redro with a eight, only hit Sto Groove with two
´Round this time last year in May, crackhead junkie killed Young Doof
I seen your stupid baby momma, she still actin´ like a thot
Always fightin´, startin´ drama, she be fuckin´ with the opps
Asked her why she never write you, why she never help you out
She say you trippin´, you don´t listen, and your temper always hot
But let me tell you ´bout your daughter, yesterday, she tried to walk

Every day, she gettin´ smarter, other day, she tried to talk
You can´t be there like a father and it´s fuckin´ with you mentally
Court-appointed lawyer got my bro a half a century

Give me strength to count my blessings, Lord knows it could be worse
I got niggas in the pen and I got niggas in the dirt
Pray to God to keep my faith, ´cause right now, I´m losin´ hope
So I´ma pray to that dope, put that faith in my work

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen

I got some that´s comin´ home, I got some that´s goin´ in
Tried to go to visitation, but they wouldn´t let me in
So our only conversation writin´ letters with a pen
Wanna see just how you doin´, wanna know just how you been
Tell you who your bitch been screwin´, check in on your mom and ´em
Hope you get a second chance, we been down since elementary
Hope one day we meet again, break you out this penitentiary

I know you worried ´bout me, cuzzo, we ain´t talked in a minute
Don´t think a nigga tryna ignore you, I´m just handlin´ business

On my way here, I was blowin´ and they told the lieutenant
Word got back to the warden and they canceled my visit
I dropped 40 on a lawyer, tryna reduce your sentence
He better than that court-appointed, he gon´ fight to appeal it
But you gotta stop trippin´, I heard they caught ya with a phone
And they threw you in the hole, you probably wonder how I know
I miss them days when we was mobbin´, we was robbin´ just for fun
If you was fightin´, then we fightin´, jump ´em, ain´t no one on one
Remember clutchin´ at the function, I got locked up with a gun

You went in every nigga pockets and got money for my bond
I know you really miss them streets, but you ain´t really missin´ none
I know this rap shit look real sweet, but my real life, it ain´t no fun
´Cause right now, I´m out on bond, my dude, he on probation
My lil´ bro on the run, he think he on vacation
My pops back in the system, he just might die in prison
My mom is co-defendant, so she got locked up with him
He got snitched on by his own sister, she the eyewitness
Now every time I see my blood cousins, I don´t even feel ´em
See what them drugs, they took my own cousins, started actin´ different

Cookin´ drugs with my older brother, bakin´ soda whippin´
Servin´ drugs with my older brother ´til he started sniffin´
I think my bro addicted
I tried to put my nigga on and then he ended up stealin´
I caught that nigga stealin´ crumbs when I was plottin´ on millions
Believe in death before dishonor, Father God, please forgive him
I pray to God ´cause if I see him, swear to God, I´ma kill him
I got some change, my niggas changed, I´m gettin´ change, they think I´m rich
They want me locked up in a cage, I´m fightin´ RICO just like Mitch
The only time I wear a suit and tie is at a funeral or a courtroom for trial

I´d rather be carried by 6 before I´m judged by 12
Fuck 12, before I tell, I´ll take a .38 shell
I´d rather be carried by 6 before I´m judged by 12
Fuck 12, before I tell, I´ll tell ´em crackers burn in hell

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen
I got some that´s comin´ home, I got some that´s goin´ in
Tried to go to visitation, but they wouldn´t let me in
So our only conversation writin´ letters with a pen
Wanna see just how you doin´, wanna know just how you been
Tell you who your bitch been screwin´, check in on your mom and ´em
Hope you get a second chance, we been down since elementary
Hope one day we meet again, break you out this penitentiary