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don q - #freeda9 lyrics

[verse 1: rowdy rebel]
2014 n-gga my life done changed
look at my city n-gga, that sh-t on flames
big up to brooklyn n-gga like shotta days
but everyday i’m with my hatiens, sapase
used to ride on them n-ggas block everyday
tryna go rock, n-ggas tryna rock me
but how you gon’ stop a n-gga that ain’t like me?
we still in c-cky, get it with the posse
calmly, sh-tting with the army
tryna get in touch with my mommy
just to see her sons living properly
i tell her, “me and fetti good”, thanks to poplottie
no more bandos or public lobbies
it’s big house, big couch with a balcony
and i bet them hating n-ggas still doubting me
shout out to meek milly, real ogs always look out for me

[verse 2: rowdy rebel]
do you see my vision?
to the top we go, to the top of the ceiling
what about them buildings
no heat, no water, no toilet to sh-t in
so now when i get it, with me and my brother
n-gga we sh-tting
kemar got a prison
build pops a home, just to go chill in
what about my living?
everyday with a glock ’cause them n-ggas was k!lling
but i was commited
to all of my n-ggas so yeah i was with it
i was strapped with a glizzy
i mean strapped with a glizzy, looking for n-ggas
if i see him, i swish ’em
i’ll let cueno go get em ’cause cueno so with it
if he move, we blitz it
he ‘gon end up missing
my n-ggas so different
better mind your business
don’t start no sh-t, if you ain’t ‘gon finish
bet it hurt your feelings
’cause the day you lack, my n-ggas is k!lling
when i get that million
take care of the k!llers, the hood and the children

[bridge: rowdy rebel]
i do this sh-t for the ghetto n-gga
for my block, for my hood, for my gang, for my n-ggas, for all my fallen soldiers
rip all my felons, free the felons
i do it for the real
gs9, we too 9
ain’t no chill b-tton
i come from the 9 hoe

[verse 3: don q]
i’m the crack when the c0ke cook
i’m the dope that the boat pushed
google me n-gga, just go look
who are these n-ggas? they so shooked
i got a bag, i pile up the stash of hundreds
that sh-t about 4 foot
n-gga that’s a c-note book
my chain hot, kilo look
just say a prayer if you care for me
’cause i remember who was there for me
i’m famous so i move carefully
i’m taking drugs for the therapy
it’s only one
it’s not a pair in me
i don’t know why they comparing me
i am the one
look how they staring me
wishing that they can get near to me
i keep a gun
it ain’t no fear in me
n-gga this must be a parody
my chain is a ton
all of this clarity
raising my funds like a charity
my dog on the run
it is not fair to me
he said them folks tryna bury me
he just had a son but apparently
we never speak on the phone cause they hearing me
it’s clear to me
that i’m the n-gga that the streets praise
catch a charge then i leave state
i got k!llers waiting on release dates
put in work n-gga each day
and it’s overnight
i don’t sleep late
i’m in the alley with the free base
for the n-ggas tryna get they weed laced
philippé plates when i eat steak
remember i couldn’t afford it
the rent due and we couldn’t ignore it
furniture put in the storage
i throw your b-tch in the whip and i floor it
shades? i christian dior it
she was just under my pics and he saw it
then he went tryna report it
gotta watch who you trust n-gga
nowadays it’ll be the close ones
sh-t changed when the folks come
they gone tell em all about your c0ke run
pay attention, gotta see the signs
gotta read in between the lines
certain things you gotta keep in mind
real n-gga, free the 9

[interlude: don q]
yeah, came in from nothing n-gga
i know how it feel to take loses
put your n-ggas in position to make bosses
i took over the streets single-handedly n-gga
you gotta respect that
i put my hood on my back first n-gga
yeah, free gs9 n-gga
free all my n-ggas locked down
i ain’t forget about none of y’all, gang

- don q lyrics

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