Still talkin' my shit like I'm AP3, still poppin' gang shit I still remain untouched and un-fucked-with Shiesty gon' be back in a minute, right now, go check in with 30, blrrrd Hate that shit happened with Von, to open first Let Gucci squash shit with me and Kodak 'cause it wasn't even worth it I tried to drop some shit with Dolph but Gotti caught a nigga murked
#Federal contraband pooh shiesty free#
I brought hip-hop back, the industry watered down without meĭumb love for my niggas Smurk but I'm the real voice of the streetĭunkin' Donuts down here, wearin' purses and skinny jeansĪyy, I'ma be back in a minute, won't be too long 'til I'm free, yeahĪyy, won't be too long 'til I'm free, won't be too long 'til I'm free See, used to two slide on, blind as shit but now I see
We shootin' dice for noodles, I went through your whole commissary, yeah, ayy Glock stay in my jumpsuit, poker key scratchin' my pelvis Only two kings out of Memphis, I know it's just me and Elvis Need a drug, you don't, I can't buy that shit you sellin'įuck with codeine, I move solo, mission time, Shiesty get selfish I paid my favorite cologne, this a six thousand dollar odor I thought I was movin' smart, this shit now make it more colderīook me and I don't get an arena, went globalįor 175 a show so ain't no more janky promoter Got to laugh to keep from cryin', way too much shit on my shoulders I got more 'fore so lay down and keep quietĪll my bitches send me nudes, they pass out mail like it's mine Niggas that I thought was so loyal turned to be lyin' at my indictment Tryna get rich or die slammin', I touched millions off of Įight figures end a nigga, put triggers and get it started I was told, "Get up and get it," ran up racks in the pandemic I can't never turn my back on none of my bitches from MemphisĬall me country hoe a, sold my Brooklyn ho a Bentley My mind shit got different, I'm in prison before I'm sinnin'
#Federal contraband pooh shiesty skin#
My skin glowin' since I been gone, can't go back to sippin' Lean In my cell, an AP, we up early, daily, pullin' schemes Washin' my clothes in the sink, no more two thousand dollar Amiri jeans In my cell, I'm tryna digest who really love and who fear me Step alone, my fallen soldiers all I need for my security Just keep callin' me my angels, that shit scary but I don't fear it On the jail call with my boo, she say your name, my eyes get teary Standin' ten for Tee Da P, I know you watchin', can you hear me? I'm goin' through too much smoke at once, prayin' to God gon' help me clear it Shit crazy, rest in peace, you'll forever live through me, blrrrd, ayy My granddaddy passed away the other day, I just found out I'ma make sure your fingers get cut off, say shit, count me out Like they had, but I went federal, see what that hate about I got locked, niggas stopped throwin' shit, they wouldn't if I was 'round In my plannin' long enough, did what I sound like, breakin' down In a fucked up situation that you won't recognize my mouth Hard times, you gon' find out who really love you or your clout Play with my moves, ain't no out of bounds Switch the location, I ain't goin' in raw Pay attention, shit hit different when you stuck behind that wallīut I don't regrеt it, shoutout to my two hustlers, shit ain't go as I thought I been fucked up, in my feelings, don't wanna talk, just playin' it off Know we bein' menaces out here from the one and onlyīut don't never doubt me or compare to an opponent, manĭon't need to worry 'bout what I'ma do to a mothafuckaįirst time switchin' up the vent, I get versatile and all
Yeah, CEO checkin', what the fuck's choppin'? This call is from the Big Blrrrd (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit) From the federal prison, you will not be charged for this call
0 kommentar(er)
