Free Q5

[Intro]
Free Q5, nigga
Everybody dead or in jail, nigga, I'm the last man standin', nigga
I'ma forever stand on my ten like I got a hunnid fuckin' toes, nigga
I'll forever blow, nigga, all you pussy niggas know what the fuck blazin'

[Chorus]
They talkin' 'bout a murder, and I don't even know nothin' 'bout it
The folks tryna watch me close, I think they know I get out my body
I'm talkin' to bro on [?], reminiscin' how we flipped Lil' [?]
Shootout at the Chevron, I'm tryna nail sum'n, I be the last one poppin'
If I go broke, I'm back at the BP, sellin' 3-5 for 50
I can't go broke when it's money on heads, bitch, I'll be the one to get 'em
When niggas be dyin', we don't got no time, Q5, why they think we did it?
Opp in Miami and got took down, and went told them hoes we did it

[Verse]
The Feds been on our ass three years, shit finally caught up, didn't it?
Fuck nigga, we ain't goin' for shit, don't look too hard, my switch in Lenox
Just B died, five got shot, they checkin' our phone, they think we did it
One thing 'bout me for sure, if I handle that business, won't leave no witness
It was me, Q5, wit' four of them guys, we clapped 'till the scene got empty
'Fore I ever go for a thing, I look at the judge and say, "I'm guilty"
Say, "Ain't nun' died 'bout B," okay, next box they grab, I'm in it
Where the fuck I done went out bad, ain't drop my mag, fuck nigga, I'm listenin'
Fuck nigga better free Q5, it's Hell or hot, shit, could've been worse
If they seen all the shit we did, they wouldn't believe our mama's in church
Ain't even on no drugs, you fuck me up, where the fuck them Percs?
Feds took my phone and gun, next day, for a blick, I snatched a purse
Big ass, you don't got enough pimple
No witness, went back Tampa
Huh, dumb nigga went home wit' a dancer
Green-ass nigga, you in Atlanta
Green-ass nigga, you in the city
Fucked all bad shit in the bity
Boob job on a Drac', it's a titty
Had a wand 'fore I ever watched Disney, bitch

[Chorus]
They talkin' 'bout a murder, and I don't even know nothin' 'bout it
The folks tryna watch me close, I think they know I get out my body
I'm talkin' to bro on [?], reminiscin' how we flipped Lil' [?]
Shootout at the Chevron, I'm tryna nail sum'n, I be the last one poppin'
If I go broke, I'm back at the BP, sellin' 3-5 for 50
I can't go broke when it's money on heads, bitch, I'll be the one to get 'em
When niggas be dyin', we don't got no time, Q5, why they think we did it?
Opp in Miami and got took down, went told them hoes we did it

[Outro]
This is a prepaid call from [Carol Cersei?], an incarcerated individual at Butts County Jail. For English, press one. This call will be recorded and is subject to monitoring at any time. You may begin speaking now
Yo
A-Ayy man, fuck, y'all niggas know what's good, man, live from the buildin', man
Free me, man, free Q5, man, this shit—
I ain't even gon' lie, this shit gas
It's five way nigga, you on the way