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Free (Interlude)

 

Free (Interlude)

(album: 431 Days - 2012)


I'm free, I'm free

Oh man not again, I lost another one of my friends
They say [?] back in the pen, was I trying to make some dividends
He got a family to take care of, so I understand he was eager
Just wishing I had a better position to hold down my people
That reefer I been dying to hit, had to quit in April
Fucked around and failed the piss test, knowing that I'm still on papers
Got five years left Mama crying as I tell her over the phone
Thinking that I'm finna get sent back to prison and she gon' be all alone
Now it's this that God sent me, that message it was a blessing
Could've spared me, just put me in classes, looking out for my ass
And they police who I been hating for my whole life, I know right
They told me it was my destiny to get the whole mob right
Now, hate is what I tell 'em, but I still be on the bullshit in time
Spending my time in clubs, fucking dimes trying to shine
I dropped "Bussin'", niggas knew what it was before I did it
But admitting on some trill shit, life kinda blinded me, wasn't no findin me
I wasn't hitting the studio, even thinking, just drinking
Shooting pool with the dudes, I called school for rules that I'd be living by
It's your balls, it's your word
If you can't hold 'em, put your brains on the curb
And I told Ricky I would hold him down, and Black the same thing
So since I been slacking, wondering if I should let my brains hang low
It's what I tell myself, just get your shit together
[?] told me if I knew better, then I'd do better
I wrote out my whole crew letters
Let 'em know I love 'em in a text message expressing my pain
Saying that I would kill the game
And I'mma stay the same though, that ain't a question
Just like it ain't a question about the dudes I named in questions
431 days free, I'm giving you all of me
Niggas count up the time they did in the pen but not free on the streets
Last time I seen Bigga Rankin, dog, I was on the run
In a 650 with a semi-gun
And a stash bitch, you don't want none
Edgewood where I come from, 10 million dollar licking on 8
What I can't get cause I fucked around and got spent
But I took mine when I did time, came home even stronger (stronger!)
DTE for life and after we don't breed characters

Yeah, Yeah
DTE for life and after we don't breed characters
Yeah, Yay
DTE for life and after we don't breed characters
May God bless the tape (the tape, the tape)

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