J-Soul - FREE GANG! lyrics

[Verse 1: J $OUL] I want designer, the 5 star diners Cigars in Havana, just to say I did it big Private island where you find us, smoking on OG Chronic Banking seven figs, the vision is so iconic You b**hes was platonic, now they on my dick It's funny how you find this, thinking n***a you ain't rich Ex b**h dead broke, thinking n***a you ain't sh** Make em say, "lets hope", dish it to the hopeless kids Give them little n***as homes, a place where they could live 13 in a cell, how you gotta face a bid You took a n***a life, dawg it is what it is You took a n***a life, dawg you get what you give [Hook x2] It is what it is You get what you give Gotta get it how you live [Verse 2: J $OUL] Aye free my n***a Smiley, and free my n***a Head On the bus right beside me, so I'm screaming f** the feds f** blue & red, heard what K Dot said Real n***as locked up, doing time or they dead Hammer no sledge, for the streets that they bled I go beast on the beats, gotta eat for the bread n***as carry piece, no peace for the block Dressed in white sheets, might as well be the cops The truth'll set you free, unless it's with the law Dylan Roof got trial, gave my n***a no bond His lady with child, gon be a single mom The reason I sing these songs I'm just tryna right his wrongs Shots fired in the set, blood all in the trap Sirens of the feds, we was moving out the back Caught up on the corner, we went our separate ways Opp caught billy boy, he was crackin' like a safe f** n***a! [Hook x2] Late nights, long nights, on the corner put in work In the field with them birds, fake n***a bound to chirp I ain't a hood n***a, ain't sh** to get you murked Homie pull up on my turf, we gon see (Skrt Skrt!) Blue hunnids do things to a n***a in the mind Once they see that Ben frank, it's hustlin' on the grind Shootin' like columbine, anything for dollar signs n***a hit a lick 40, said f** it and let it squeeze The cameras seen em rolling, they was only 3 deep One was 15, with a whole life to see Big homie 19, got his whole life to think f** it and get to bussin' And bust it & to get buckin' I'm k**ing for all my brothers So f** you it ain't nothing f** it i get to bussin' On officers with a**umptions That my n***as up to something f** you it ain't nothing (gunshot) Said f** you ain't nothing!