Pull up and cop me a foreign loft, I see the future it's war involved
I'm livin' life lookin' past the law, gon' have a stick when they pull martial law
Who the f*ck think we get justice?
Who the f*ck believe what they see in the news?
I got three pistols with me if I see the polices then I just might...
Lemme get a number two... that's too much sauce
Con queso that's too much sauce, drippin' sauce like 2 exhausts
Young nigga move that sauce, ain't no time I took too much off
After all these years I'm surprised I ain't f*ck around and lose that sauce
Gon' grab a plate while the food still hot, I'ma start taxin' to use this sauce
I peep game how to move that sauce, set up shop where the food get bought
Niggas sit around and do too much talk, niggas get mad that's too much salt
Niggas killed Tray and Mark and B-rock, man I swear to God that's too much loss
The tool got popped and the crew ran off, too damn soft yea dude ran off
Frank got locked I hope Coop get off, the coupe pulled up but the roof ran off
RIP my people, I hope niggas stop that shit
But I can't see shit changing soon, they gon' shoot up all this shit
For real, the savages runnin' shit
The savages f*ck with me and I just happened to run with it
Yea I'm just stackin' up funds wit it, yea I'm just having some fun with it
These niggas packin' a gun with it, I'm tryna pack up a money clip
Cop em all, tryna ball, rack up some cheese
Kinda smart, I don't got back up degree
That ain't ever been a factor for me
Not at all, not at all
I'm just around em all, I know I'm bound to ball
And if the cops involved, you know they shot my dawg
Them people be ignorant, so we can get ignorant
Them people didn't listen, so we get to trippin'
An eye for an eye got you seein' me different
The riot was hittin', the sniper was hittin'
Life in the system or die as a victim
The cops being senseless so I'm gon' get senseless
The cops on a mission so I'm on a mission
I ride for them niggas, I die for them niggas
Don't fire on them niggas then lie on them niggas
Don't grab on them niggas then blast on them niggas
A trial for our niggas or y'all gonna get it
Young Phlo - Who's Free? Lyrics
Young Phlo - Who's Free? Lyrics
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Pull up and cop me a foreign loft, I see the future it's war involved
I'm livin' life lookin' past the law, gon' have a stick when they pull martial law
Who the f*ck think we get justice?
Who the f*ck believe what they see in the news?
I got three pistols with me if I see the polices then I just might...
Lemme get a number two... that's too much sauce
Con queso that's too much sauce, drippin' sauce like 2 exhausts
Young nigga move that sauce, ain't no time I took too much off
After all these years I'm surprised I ain't f*ck around and lose that sauce
Gon' grab a plate while the food still hot, I'ma start taxin' to use this sauce
I peep game how to move that sauce, set up shop where the food get bought
Niggas sit around and do too much talk, niggas get mad that's too much salt
Niggas killed Tray and Mark and B-rock, man I swear to God that's too much loss
The tool got popped and the crew ran off, too damn soft yea dude ran off
Frank got locked I hope Coop get off, the coupe pulled up but the roof ran off
RIP my people, I hope niggas stop that shit
But I can't see shit changing soon, they gon' shoot up all this shit
For real, the savages runnin' shit
The savages f*ck with me and I just happened to run with it
Yea I'm just stackin' up funds wit it, yea I'm just having some fun with it
These niggas packin' a gun with it, I'm tryna pack up a money clip
Cop em all, tryna ball, rack up some cheese
Kinda smart, I don't got back up degree
That ain't ever been a factor for me
Not at all, not at all
I'm just around em all, I know I'm bound to ball
And if the cops involved, you know they shot my dawg
Them people be ignorant, so we can get ignorant
Them people didn't listen, so we get to trippin'
An eye for an eye got you seein' me different
The riot was hittin', the sniper was hittin'
Life in the system or die as a victim
The cops being senseless so I'm gon' get senseless
The cops on a mission so I'm on a mission
I ride for them niggas, I die for them niggas
Don't fire on them niggas then lie on them niggas
Don't grab on them niggas then blast on them niggas
A trial for our niggas or y'all gonna get it
I'm livin' life lookin' past the law, gon' have a stick when they pull martial law
Who the f*ck think we get justice?
Who the f*ck believe what they see in the news?
I got three pistols with me if I see the polices then I just might...
Lemme get a number two... that's too much sauce
Con queso that's too much sauce, drippin' sauce like 2 exhausts
Young nigga move that sauce, ain't no time I took too much off
After all these years I'm surprised I ain't f*ck around and lose that sauce
Gon' grab a plate while the food still hot, I'ma start taxin' to use this sauce
I peep game how to move that sauce, set up shop where the food get bought
Niggas sit around and do too much talk, niggas get mad that's too much salt
Niggas killed Tray and Mark and B-rock, man I swear to God that's too much loss
The tool got popped and the crew ran off, too damn soft yea dude ran off
Frank got locked I hope Coop get off, the coupe pulled up but the roof ran off
RIP my people, I hope niggas stop that shit
But I can't see shit changing soon, they gon' shoot up all this shit
For real, the savages runnin' shit
The savages f*ck with me and I just happened to run with it
Yea I'm just stackin' up funds wit it, yea I'm just having some fun with it
These niggas packin' a gun with it, I'm tryna pack up a money clip
Cop em all, tryna ball, rack up some cheese
Kinda smart, I don't got back up degree
That ain't ever been a factor for me
Not at all, not at all
I'm just around em all, I know I'm bound to ball
And if the cops involved, you know they shot my dawg
Them people be ignorant, so we can get ignorant
Them people didn't listen, so we get to trippin'
An eye for an eye got you seein' me different
The riot was hittin', the sniper was hittin'
Life in the system or die as a victim
The cops being senseless so I'm gon' get senseless
The cops on a mission so I'm on a mission
I ride for them niggas, I die for them niggas
Don't fire on them niggas then lie on them niggas
Don't grab on them niggas then blast on them niggas
A trial for our niggas or y'all gonna get it
Writer: Young Phlo
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