Meet Again

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 T.Y, hey, hey
 Free my daddy, hey, he gon' be alright, hey
 Free Gas for like, 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'?
 Hop 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
 Everyday, 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 cancelled 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, Madu, he on probation
 My lil' bro on the run, he think he on vacation
 My pops back in the system, he might just 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