Meet Again

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Ayy, free Lil Wannabe, ayy, free Montana C

Ayy, free J Money, ayy, free Fauni

Free my Crip Papa, hey, hey, free Lil TY, hey, hey

Free my daddy, hey, he gon' be alright, hey

Free Gas for like, free my nigga Ike

I got niggas in the grave, I got niggas doin' life

I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12

**** 12, before I tell, I'll take a .38 shell

I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12

**** 12, before I tell,

I'll tell 'em crackers burn in hell

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen

I got some that's comin' home, I got some that's goin' in

Tried to go to visitation, but they wouldn't let me in

So our only conversation writin' letters with a pen

Wanna see just how you doin', wanna know just how you been

Tell you who your bitch been screwin',

Check in on your mom and 'em

Hope you get a second chance, you been down since elementary

Hope one day, we meet again, break you out this penitentiary

Cuz, what's crackin'? Hop you straight,

Know you thuggin' like you should

Seen your momma yesterday, gave her money for your books

Different day, the same shit, nothing changed on Murda Block

Couple homies hit a lick and got the other homies popped

They got shot up with a K, I got good and bad news

They say Redro gon' be straight,

But Sto Groove ain't make it through

They hit Redro with a eight, only hit Sto Groove with two

'Round this time last year in May,

Crackhead junkie killed Young Doof

I seen your stupid baby momma, she still actin' like a thot

Always fightin', startin' drama, she be ****in' with the opps

Asked her why she never right you, why she never help you out

She say you trippin', you don't listen,

And your temper always hot

But let me tell you 'bout your daughter,

Yesterday, she tried to walk

Everyday, she gettin' smarter, other day, she tried to talk

You can't be there like a father

And it's ****in' with you mentally

Court-appointed lawyer got my bro a half a century

Give me strength to count my blessings,

Lord knows it could be worse

I got niggas in the pen and I got niggas in the dirt

Pray to God to keep my faith, 'cause right now, I'm losin' hope

So I'ma pray to that dope, put that faith in my work

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen

I got some that's comin' home, I got some that's goin' in

Tried to go to visitation, but they wouldn't let me in

So our only conversation writin' letters with a pen

Wanna see just how you doin', wanna know just how you been

Tell you who your bitch been screwin',

Check in on your mom and 'em

Hope you get a second chance, you been down since elementary

Hope one day, we meet again, break you out this penitentiary

I know you worried 'bout me, cuzzo, we ain't talked in a minute

Don't think a nigga tryna ignore you, I'm just handlin' business

On the way here, I was blowin' and they told the lieutenant

Word got back to the warden and they cancelled my visit

I dropped 40 on a lawyer, tryna reduce your sentence

He better than that court-appointed, he gon' fight to appeal it

But you gotta stop trippin',

I heard they caught ya with a phone

And they threw you in the hole, you probably wonder how I know

I miss them days when we was mobbin',

We was robbin' just for fun

If you was fightin', the we fightin',

Jump 'em, ain't no one on one

Remember clutchin' at the function, I got caught up with a gun

You went in every nigga pockets and got money for my bond

I know you really miss them streets,

But you ain't really missin' none

I know this rap shit look real sweet,

But my real life, it ain't no fun

'Cause right now, I'm out on bond, my dude, he on vacation

My lil bro on the run, he think he on vacation

My pops back in the system, he might just die in prison

My mom is co-defendant, so she got locked up with him

He got snitched on by his own sister, she the eyewitness

Now every time I see my blood cousins, I don't even feel 'em

See what them drugs, they took my own cousins,

Started actin' different

Cookin' drugs with my older brother, bakin' soda whippin'

Servin' drugs with my older brother 'til he started sniffin'

I think my bro addicted

I tried to put my nigga on and then he ended up stealin'

I caught that nigga stealin' crumbs

When I was plottin' on millions

Believe in death before dishonor, Father God, please forgive him

I pray to God 'cause if I see him, swear to God, I'ma kill him

I got some change, my niggas changed,

I'm gettin' change, they think I'm rich

They want me locked up in a cage,

I'm fightin' RICO just like Mitch

The only time I wear a suit

And tie is at a funeral or a courtroom for trial

I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12

**** 12, before I tell, I'll take a .38 shell

I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12

**** 12, before I tell, I'll tell 'em crackers burn in hell

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen

I got some that's comin' home, I got some that's goin' in

Tried to go to visitation, but they wouldn't let me in

So our only conversation writin' letters with a pen

Wanna see just how you doin', wanna know just how you been

Tell you who your bitch been screwin', check in on your mom and 'em

Hope you get a second chance, you been down since elementary

Hope one day, we meet again, break you out this penitentiary