Free Da Guys

[Intro]

Alright man, you already know what it is, man

This is from out the bottom, choppa, man

I'ma keep it real brief, man

You already know what time it is, man

I got thirty to the door but it ain't a life sentence, man

Young nigga stuck about them bands

I'ma be home real soon, man, you already know

Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]

And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home

But that was six months ago, let 'em catch him

So they sent him up the road, had to stretch him

'Cause just like him, [?] learned his lesson

And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home

But that was six months ago, let 'em catch him

So they sent him up the road, had to stretch him

'Cause just like him, [?] learned his lesson

[Post-Chorus]

He said, "Ion't don't beef, I keep it brief"

But we catch niggas and we stretch niggas

Get right or get left, nigga

You cross the line with me, you know you got to stay there

And where I'm from, the youngins dumb and they don't play fair

Catch a nigga down bad and put in that work

I know he comin' for mines, I had to do him first

Catch a nigga down bad and put in the work

Know he comin' so I had to put him in the dirt

That's that work, hitman, hitman

And woah, woah

Hitman, hitman, hitman

And woah, woah

[Interlude]

Hello?

Lil' bro, what you tell 'em?

Uh, ayy, ayy

[Verse]

He said, "I ain't go to school to punch no clocks for this, I stood on blocks for this"

Opened shops and sold them rocks for this and ducked them shots for this

Any nigga on that thievin' or that robbin' shit

Well, he can give his Glock a kiss

I know he was comin' so I ain't play no games

I spinned his block with Glocks, throwin' bullets at his brain

Fuck his vest 'cause we aim at necks, TECs go insane

The coppers snatched me, I ain't say a thing

What happened? I saw them fifty pounds ahead 'cause I didn't have the weed

At least I kept it G, he said it ain't have seeds

I pulled up, finesse, move to feed my family

And now he want me dead so I brought it to his street

That's how it be

If you a buster

Well than I'll take your butter and I'll spread it with my brothers

It's motherfuck you

A nigga never gave me shit, so come 'round with that playin' shit and I'm gon' buss him

[Chorus]

And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home

But that was six months ago, let 'em catch him

So they sent him up the road, had to stretch him

'Cause just like him, [?] learned his lesson

And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home

But that was six months ago, let 'em catch him

So they sent him up the road, had to stretch him

'Cause just like him, [?] learned his lesson

[Post-Chorus]

He said, "Ion't don't beef, I keep it brief"

But we catch niggas and we stretch niggas

Get right or get left, nigga

You cross the line with me, you know you got to stay there

And where I'm from, the youngins dumb and they don't play fair

Catch a nigga down bad and put in that work

I know he comin' for mines, I had to do him first

Catch a nigga down bad and put in the work

Know he comin' so I had to put him in the dirt

That's that work, hitman, hitman

And woah, woah

Hitman, hitman, hitman

And woah, woah