The evidence is substantial,
the lawyer got it handled
Disrespected when I kicked his dead homie candle,
Mainy records low, tryna blow his candle,
Put it on the news, your lil' bro a fool
Fuck a truce, double homicide,
Live by the rules of funk or die,
but I don't fuck with dude
This million probably changed me
a lil', still out here thuggin', though
Shout out Willy, Bo gon' help
Got a chain with his name on that
bitch written in diamonds
'Cause they know if I'm captured,
If he say through the pole that you lonely,
And never cried about it either,
respecting his state of mind
I'ma dive in the line of the fire
Support the single mothers,
we love you, baby, you got that
Big up to the fathers that's present
Snitches convincing niggas it's
Gucci, we gotta stop that
Seven- oh, four fifty- four, nigga,
Still tryna get on your toes,
how can I knock that? Yeah
Talkin' to the law like it's
Ayy, you gon' get us fried with your lil' flaw ass,
He just hung a jury on the R.I.C.O.,
I miss the fallen soldiers,
This shit is watered down without my round,
Crackers killing unarmed Africans,
thinking 'bout my people dangling from the trees, yeah
But how you let your mama starve,
won't even take her out to eat?
I was taught provide for your people
he'd rather die in search of freedom
All my firearms illegal, pair of
but a survivor of the needle
just lawyers and paralegals
If the life of blacks matter,
then why we ain't treated equal?
Free the gang, any smut on his name,
Unethical and deceitful, that's on Jesus,
Free the gang, any smut on his name,
that's on Jesus, we don't need him