Free Melly

Lord, I come to you with a heavy heart
My life, been hard from the very start
That shit be hard, but I still play my part
Wanna do right even tho' I live wrong
I watch my dawg go to trial off my cellphone

The realest in it, guess they never got the memo
I'm on these Perc's, they hittin' hard just like Kimbo
They on my trail, they can't keep up with my tempo
Don't want the blame, so they find someone to tell on
Where your block? I fuck around and come and spin it

Don't want to talk to feds, probably got my digits
Free Melly, it been love since the beginning
Talking 'bout subpoena, tell that lady I ain't get it (let's go)

If you ask my name, been it, I ain't in it (yah, yah)
Put some respect up on my name when you spit it (yah, yah)
And don't forget, I'm one of the ones who really with it (yah)
Ain't been on Twitter, usually keep me outta your mentions (fah, fah)
I'm at the house eating McDonald's with my kitties (yeah)
I be really quick to flash so I be chilling
When I'm in the A, I got my Glock all up in Atlantics

You play them killers, coming through just like an entrance (ah)
What's the deal? I'm just tryna let you know
I fuck around and take a niggas soul
2 plus 2, I be throwing up that 4
I kicked it in when they try to lock the door
Fuck the cops siren, never tell 'em "Please" (never)
I'm eating chop's, but I'm still 'bout the B

I got two kids, I just really need my cheese
Try to take 'em from me, I'm gon' make a nigga bleed (bitch, please)
I got blood in my eyes, I can't see (I can't see)
I don't play 'cause I always play to keep (fah, fah)
One time I shot a nigga ass with a beam (ah-huh)
Got it in my pocket like my phone, I let it ring

Hello
What up blood?
You know I ain't got a lot of money, it's my own phone
What's happenin' boy?
Why ain't you out there playin' with them people, man?
Get 'em tricked - c'mon man
Stand on this shit, man TBG, Gorilla the real gang man
Go blick in on them bitches right

Thought it was over, they turned they back and won't fuck with me (fuck)
I lost it all and got it back, I told 'em, "Look at me" (look at me)
I'm standing tall, it ain't no folding
Clutching bad, I'm always holding
Money always be my motive

So if you owe me, act like you know me
And every time I turn around they're always asking 'bout that boy
I'on give a fuck about no pill, I push it down and that's on God
He got more money, got more plaques, but I been that before this rap
I turn a nigga into a pack and he gon' vouch, that's a fact
You don't believe my words, go and ask that nigga (ask that boy)
I put a nigga in a bag, I sack a nigga (ask that boy)

Feel that two, I see you, he in back edition (poh, poh,poh)
He did a drill, I paid the fine, like a traffic ticket (poh, poh,poh)
See him in traffic, I'm spinnin'
They takin' his legs and takin' his face
I'm bringing that pressure, I'm making them pay

He play with them letters, he feelin' that K
Back in my cell, I was clutching a blade
Back on that drink I just need me a tase
We get the drop then you better go pray
Want a tat to their dead, so I tat at they face
(What up B Real)
(Hard Body)