Out Them Gates
One got eight one got four one got ten
The other ion know behind them prison walls behind them state doors keep
Y'all head up and don't fold when y'all cross my mind
I light one mo all the shit we did all the dope we sold bussing
Down licks at the corner store when it rain
Then it pour time flying fast we getting old member chasing paper
Saying fuck a hoe ask the bartender pour one more up
All night on skeechos tell me why the judge try to be cold
Trynna hide you dawg that's they goal eating ramen noodles and fritos
Y'all doing time got me throwed family
Dying casket closed y'all boys straight
I suppose I can't wait lord knows lil they open them gates to them prison
Doors til they open them gates to them prison doors time is ticking
I can't wait family good keep em striaght wish
I could hug you it's too late tears running down my face
Smoke my weed Remi straight reminisce meditate hot as
Hell thirty eight Gary dying plus aint Mae how much can I take
Never thought it'll be this way family members
Turning gray stressed out I can tell by they face
Donald Trump run the state even wonder do y'all ever get a hot
Plate y'all doing straight I suppose I can't wait lord knows
Lil they open them gates and them prison doors lil they
Open them gates and them prison doors
Til the open them gates and them prison doors
The other ion know behind them prison walls behind them state doors keep
Y'all head up and don't fold when y'all cross my mind
I light one mo all the shit we did all the dope we sold bussing
Down licks at the corner store when it rain
Then it pour time flying fast we getting old member chasing paper
Saying fuck a hoe ask the bartender pour one more up
All night on skeechos tell me why the judge try to be cold
Trynna hide you dawg that's they goal eating ramen noodles and fritos
Y'all doing time got me throwed family
Dying casket closed y'all boys straight
I suppose I can't wait lord knows lil they open them gates to them prison
Doors til they open them gates to them prison doors time is ticking
I can't wait family good keep em striaght wish
I could hug you it's too late tears running down my face
Smoke my weed Remi straight reminisce meditate hot as
Hell thirty eight Gary dying plus aint Mae how much can I take
Never thought it'll be this way family members
Turning gray stressed out I can tell by they face
Donald Trump run the state even wonder do y'all ever get a hot
Plate y'all doing straight I suppose I can't wait lord knows
Lil they open them gates and them prison doors lil they
Open them gates and them prison doors
Til the open them gates and them prison doors
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Writer(s): Jessie Fleming
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