When I Get Free

Disrespect is what they out for

cops sendin blacks to jail, the whole blocks war.

figured they could stop me from makin crack sales.

they got me in jail, im handling buisness from my cell.

i remember when my momma told me.

find the cop that killed your brotha, send him to hell with your homie.

cause a real nigga break the law.

was born as a nigga who was above the law.

they think they safe cause im locked up.

i can get you anytime, and your fucked up

but in the meantime, its still cream time

while im in the cell doin my crimetime.

the warden through a book at me.

wont look my way, dont even look happy.

they straight up gave me cold cuts.

had me doing push-ups till my hands swole up.

they asked me if i changed much.

yea even though im still the same nut.

started askin me questions about my brother.

makin remarks about my mother.

wait a minute, hold up

makin remarks about my family will get your ass shot up.

niggas outside still sweat me.

but im already in jail so you punks cant get me.

you better hope they never free me

cause if they do we having trouble on the streets.

when i get free

 

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when i get free

when i get free

when i get free

when i get free

just wait