Red Light Freestyle

This probably the realest shit I ever wrote
Spit some real ass shit I'm going through, like now
What
Free my pops, long live bro
We still- I ain't gon' say it
You know the vibes though lil bro

Look
Why the fuck I'ma leave wit' no gun?
And I gotta get back to my son
I been buggin' out since I was young
But Woo never told, I know that I'm the one
Only my brothers, lost one of my brothers
Had a story up, knew that it was real
Went dumb, they was tellin' me "Chill"
Stop playin' ball, and step into the field

And my mother was telling me ice
Free the gang I'ma put up my life
He get left if he ain't moving right
Keep knocks, but I'm ready to fight
I spot a opp he ain't losin' my sight
Can't forget what they did to the homie
Startin' shit wishin' I could redo
But I ain't tryna go back to the old me

Pop a perky if I'm feelin' lonely
I'ma go through this shit by my doley
And I feel like the rap game sold me
How the fuck I don't got me a Rollie?
How the fuck I don't got me a chain?
Like wassup, they ain't feeling my pain
For the money, lot of niggas change
Steppin' over puddles, walking thru the rain

He put ends on my belt, I said "thank you"
Real nigga, I gotta accept that
What's to switch on the nigga that helped you?
You a coward, I cannot respect that
From the bottom, started from the floor
Now a nigga movin' like it's war
I know how niggas thinkin' they ahead
Like if I help them might take off more

Gang
Uh
Man I had to sit back, take a look
How the fuck is no bread on my books?
I thought we 'posed to ride for each other
But the loyalty end with my mother
Shout out to the O, 'cause it's only my brothers
I could never switch up on the real ones
I just told 'em to stay on my side
And I promise we all gon' eat when the deal come
Go hard with the shit that I got right now
Gotta get to the top right now
And my pops did ten years out of my life
And it's crazy cause he locked right now
And I'm fightin' the case, gotta pop right now
And the judge went another mile
And the day that she told me to take eight years
Oh fuck it, we goin' to trial

Talked to my lawyer, like, "How is this fair?"
He ain't doing time, so he don't really care
That's why I pray everyday that I make it
DS say eight and he told me to take it
I gotta kill, what you think this shit basic?
Already took mad time out his life
I gotta stick around and make it right
So I need a million dollars by tonight

Damn
Word to my mother it's some shit I'm going through right now
Feel me?
Quiet nigga
I don't really talk, but that's how I talk on shit I go through
But yeah
You know I put this shit in my verses though
Feel me?

At the end of it you see what I'm on
You feel me, yah see what I'm talkin' about
Type of shit and my attitude
Tryna get the fuck outta here now
Fightin' a case and shit
Real nigga shit
Goin' thru a lot you know what I'm sayin'
Free the guys
Long live King Mellz