Free Da Hunnit
(Da Realest)
(Diamond, you crazy for this one)
(Yo, Marley, you made this?)
Free the Hunnit, they brought the chains for 'em
Since them boys up the streets, ain't even been the same for me
It'll hurt me more if I can't even make a lane for 'em
The opps hear my name, and they swear they got a grave for 'em (grave for 'em)
Like, "Nuk, that nigga DOA"
My niggas tell me press up on that mic 'cause it might be my way
The feds say they shootin' for indictment, I don't get out state
For my dogs, I'm hoppin' in that field if they don't get out safe
Knowin' that my dogs in the field, it give me stomach sickness
Yeah, I remember bein' broke, it gave me tunnel vision
Sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my dogs, I'm gettin' stuffy now
I'm fucked up, Wheeze went out on a lucky shot
They can't cut me out, tryna tell 'em I'm the bag now (bag now)
We can give our heart, and they still treat us like the bad guy
Jail time the only time they try to take out mine (take out mine)
And I'm still payin' lawyers until they get back time (get back time)
And they don't know that make my heart ache
Without the dope, they still gon' treat me like I'm Scarface
I got all this shit goin' for me, hope I don't see them gates
I be goin' hard for my niggas, hope they don't end up snakes
'Cause niggas try to act like they rollin' until they get upstate
You ain't gotta ask for my motive, I'm just gon' give out plates (give out plates)
(I just hope niggas don't turn on me)
('Cause if they got my back how I got they back, we gon' go to the top)
(And we gon' win, this shit on the floor, I swear to God)
Courtrooms, power statements
When it's really smoke, we go and suit up like some power Rangers
I was just tellin' lil' bro about the now and later
I pulled off the block, the feds swooped about an hour later (about an hour later)
Bah-bah-bah, just like Tay Keith
They don't post his music, how his shit end up on SayCheese?
They say that they gon' try to lock us all if we don't take Heath
Even if I sit and talk to God, I ain't gon' say please (gon' say please)
It ain't no nigga I'm fearin'
Before I leave this bitch, I draw my blood saints in the mirror
Thinkin' 'bout my memories of block, I'm gettin' teary
Wish my cousin knew that it was opps on the perimeter
Pickin' up his whip, I seen them shots in the interior (yo, Marley, you made this?)
That shit made me lion-hearted, heart colder than a bitch
We'll probably have the squad now if bro ain't never flip (ain't never flip)
All my guys gon' make my will
Soon as they got Chino touchin' down, gon' be in Chino Hills
Told my dog stop givin' county time 'cause it don't pay no bills
Niggas really hate, got Skeet around me 'cause they ain't gon' live
'Til I got a word on double-O, we just gon' wait on Skiv
'Til I got a word on 56, we just gon' wait on Rick
Brodie told me it's that pressin' time, we ain't gon' wait on shit
You don't know just how to catch a body, just put weight on glizz
I be on the phone with Baby Slime, we just gon' wait on Twig
They ask me what's the cost of fame?
With all this money on me, I still lost more than I gained (more than I gained)
If I blow up or I rot
Can be a hundred million up and say I lost more than I got (more than I got)
(I lost niggas to the shells)
(I lost niggas to the jails)
(And I'm so tied in this shit, I can't leave nobody behind)
Can't leave nobody behind
They don't throw up 55, I ain't got nobody in mind
How y'all rooted up the car and ain't got nobody to find? (Nobody to find)
(Diamond, you crazy for this one)
(Yo, Marley, you made this?)
Free the Hunnit, they brought the chains for 'em
Since them boys up the streets, ain't even been the same for me
It'll hurt me more if I can't even make a lane for 'em
The opps hear my name, and they swear they got a grave for 'em (grave for 'em)
Like, "Nuk, that nigga DOA"
My niggas tell me press up on that mic 'cause it might be my way
The feds say they shootin' for indictment, I don't get out state
For my dogs, I'm hoppin' in that field if they don't get out safe
Knowin' that my dogs in the field, it give me stomach sickness
Yeah, I remember bein' broke, it gave me tunnel vision
Sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my dogs, I'm gettin' stuffy now
I'm fucked up, Wheeze went out on a lucky shot
They can't cut me out, tryna tell 'em I'm the bag now (bag now)
We can give our heart, and they still treat us like the bad guy
Jail time the only time they try to take out mine (take out mine)
And I'm still payin' lawyers until they get back time (get back time)
And they don't know that make my heart ache
Without the dope, they still gon' treat me like I'm Scarface
I got all this shit goin' for me, hope I don't see them gates
I be goin' hard for my niggas, hope they don't end up snakes
'Cause niggas try to act like they rollin' until they get upstate
You ain't gotta ask for my motive, I'm just gon' give out plates (give out plates)
(I just hope niggas don't turn on me)
('Cause if they got my back how I got they back, we gon' go to the top)
(And we gon' win, this shit on the floor, I swear to God)
Courtrooms, power statements
When it's really smoke, we go and suit up like some power Rangers
I was just tellin' lil' bro about the now and later
I pulled off the block, the feds swooped about an hour later (about an hour later)
Bah-bah-bah, just like Tay Keith
They don't post his music, how his shit end up on SayCheese?
They say that they gon' try to lock us all if we don't take Heath
Even if I sit and talk to God, I ain't gon' say please (gon' say please)
It ain't no nigga I'm fearin'
Before I leave this bitch, I draw my blood saints in the mirror
Thinkin' 'bout my memories of block, I'm gettin' teary
Wish my cousin knew that it was opps on the perimeter
Pickin' up his whip, I seen them shots in the interior (yo, Marley, you made this?)
That shit made me lion-hearted, heart colder than a bitch
We'll probably have the squad now if bro ain't never flip (ain't never flip)
All my guys gon' make my will
Soon as they got Chino touchin' down, gon' be in Chino Hills
Told my dog stop givin' county time 'cause it don't pay no bills
Niggas really hate, got Skeet around me 'cause they ain't gon' live
'Til I got a word on double-O, we just gon' wait on Skiv
'Til I got a word on 56, we just gon' wait on Rick
Brodie told me it's that pressin' time, we ain't gon' wait on shit
You don't know just how to catch a body, just put weight on glizz
I be on the phone with Baby Slime, we just gon' wait on Twig
They ask me what's the cost of fame?
With all this money on me, I still lost more than I gained (more than I gained)
If I blow up or I rot
Can be a hundred million up and say I lost more than I got (more than I got)
(I lost niggas to the shells)
(I lost niggas to the jails)
(And I'm so tied in this shit, I can't leave nobody behind)
Can't leave nobody behind
They don't throw up 55, I ain't got nobody in mind
How y'all rooted up the car and ain't got nobody to find? (Nobody to find)
Credits
Writer(s): Marley Munoz, Ronald Iii Brown, Nuk Five
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