Federal Freestyle

Man, on Lil Moe grave, man

It feels so good to be back, man (Too good, on Moe)

OTF, man, members only, man

Real shit (That's a fact)

All my time, no cap in my rap, none, at all

(Ringt808ne)

(Lala on the beat)

You an opp, I'ma splat you, I'm flippin' the beef

Boy, you better go talk to your chief

I was the lil' nigga killin' the big homies

Yeah, I went by a different belief

I was the one who they called during rush hour

'Cause I came through and cleared up the streets

I be the one who they get for the real problems

I'm the reason some niggas deceased

Jam is a beast, an animal, not on a leash, and nah

I'm not squashing no beef

Killed me a nigga and had to lay low on the Lam

I started getting hot over east

Back in the streets, the prophet say I'm an apostle

I guess I'ma have to go preach

Just left the prison with bro 'nem, I'm sick to my stomach

They gave them a hundred a piece

It's out of your reach

Promise you won't get no service, it's only a few that I'm servin'

Good under pressure

But, careful that shit you be askin'

Them questions be making me nervous

Niggas be snitchin' and tellin'

Shit really is popular, niggas don't care, I can merch it

Nigga ain't writin' it to me

His homie a stain, I'ma go with a different detergent

The federal system is wicked

Get life for a purchase, a nigga could hang up his curtains

Brodie been stuck in this system for so many years

He got comfortable fuckin' his Jergens

Don't need a permit

Hundred shot clip on the Glock, on my mama, I know how to work it

Find me a bitch can do what my ex used to do

I'ma buy her a million in Birkins

Y'all know what it is, man

OTF, man, too much gang shit, MTV

R.I.P. V. Roy, free Zoo Wop, free Nine, free Steve, man

Bitch-ass niggas, man

It's my time