Heartfelt

[Intro]
...see you back my dawg
I just pray they take the shackles off
Need my people from behind the wall
I don't even wanna answer call

[Verse 1]
This some heartfelt shit, catch a hot slug
We ain't finna drive around, we gon' park up
Lay a pussy nigga down if he skeng 'nough
Brodie did time for some gang stuff
Now he locked down walking with a shank up
'Cause the Glock pound got him into handcuffs
He was riding wasn't thinking 'bout no cameras
Now he thinking 'bout his life, got to man up
He want a wife now, tell him pipedown
You know the street life, this shit is quite wild
It gets crazy, baby nina, fuck a baby
Niggas know I got something to lose, so they page me
Hit 'em no bruise, my nigga this .380
Wavy like du's, my nigga I call it Bailey's
You got something to lose, my guy we got to make cheese
Talk about jewels, my nigga you want an A.P
How you on the news, my nigga you moving hasty
I know niggas sweet, you want to eat 'em like pastry's
Let's do it smooth, go take him to the bakery
Set the timer, warm him up and shoot him up blatantly
I can't go back to the snow
No boots on my feet, wit' my sneaks full of holes
Mama did her best, but she did it on her own
When I had nothing left, still got it like I'm grown

[Chorus]
I don't wanna see you back my dawg
I need my people from behind the walls
I don't even wanna answer calls
It breaks my heart 'cause I know what you lost
I don't wanna see you back my dawg
I just pray they take the shackles off
I don't even wanna answer calls
It breaks my heart 'cause I know what you lost

[Verse 2]
You got something to lose don't let 'em take it
Every time they drive you to court, that's a slave ship
You can go adapt to the life, but don't embrace it
You can do better my nigga, let's hit the A-list
But you the muscle, you just like to crush kids
The way you straighten 'em out, you like braces
Couple niggas doing life, growing ancient
I just wanna better the gang, let's get a spaceship
Roney still clean the block up, call me maintenance
Roney still hit an opp up, 'till he aching
Roney still doing gang shit, not faking
Roney send a hitta *bam, bam, bam!* he Jamaican
Get my youngin drop a package off
Shorty got a ratchet, and it match her bra
Fuck her, but it's only if it's cash involved
'Cause my dawg behind the wall playing basketball
Free the dawgs and the opps 'till they all fall
Streets give 'em justice, we don't need the law
Pull it, and I bust it he can eat a shot
Roney like the sun, he can heat the block
We don't need to stop
We just need a wop
Wrap it up and press it, use machines a lot
Need my dawg from behind the wall
He locked up playing basketball

[Chorus]
I don't wanna see you back my dawg
I need my people from behind the walls
I don't even wanna answer calls
It breaks my heart 'cause I know what you lost
I don't wanna see you back my dawg
I just pray they take the shackles off
I don't even wanna answer calls
It breaks my heart 'cause I know what you lost

[Outro]
I don't wanna see you back my dawg
I need my people from behind the walls
I don't even wanna answer calls
It breaks my heart 'cause I know what you lost
I don't wanna see you back my dawg
I just pray they take the shackles off
I don't even wanna answer calls
It breaks my heart 'cause I know what you lost