My People in Prison

It's for my **** in the pen, all my **** on lockdown right now

Keep your head up ****, every dark day got a brighter day comin' ****

It's for all my **** in Angola, all my **** sayin' quit

And all the way back, all the way across the world

Every **** who locked down, boxed down right now

This for y'all

This one for my **** who gone and reminiscing

The times that they ain't listen, how long they gon' be sittin'

To parties and old bitches, them runnin' with those snitches

Left cold with those memories in prison

Ah, this for my people, this for them gangsters

God, please let them come home and forgive all them wrongs right now

Oh Lord, the ones in penitentiary now

God, please let them come home and forgive all them wrongs

Oh, Lord

I just got on my knees for the ones that I missed

Tell them we need them, this for Big D

Lil G, AJ, and Marquise yellin' F.L.T. holdin' my street

Blood, B.L.O.O.D, yellin' Damu, Billy Blood Piru, this for them trees

But on me, BHB, this for them Hoovers

Who got shooters throwin' seats and I been traumatized

So please just leave me alone

I know you heard he beat up murder like Ike Turner beat

And I apologize if he bleed because the gang fucked him over

Make Buddha serve, I'm yellin' it's murder when we swervin' beats

According to B, 500 Ps inside a Jeep

They be like, how that look? This full of smoke who just got robbed

He caught a body, we don't play by the book this a hot boy who took that L

'Cause bro had ratted, hope they zip him up

If he was here, he would slang off us

Hella Mike, you got that time for no one else

This one for my **** who gone and reminiscing

The times that they ain't listen, how long they gon' be sittin'

The parties and those bitches, them runnin' with those snitches

Left cold with those memories in prison

Ah, this for my people, this for them gangsters

God, please let them come home and forgive all them wrongs right now

Oh Lord, the ones in penitentiary now

God, please let them come home and forgive all them wrongs

Oh, Lord

This for Lil' Moo and Flea

Can you forgive them, God? They was 15

This for Lil' Phil on the bean and the lean

He got a L 'cause she was 16

Help him Lord, please, help him all free

This for my cousin Lil' Foo, Foo, Foo

He in the back doin' doodle, gangsta

This for BG and the Feds holdin' his head, gangsta

This for Kentucky Street Joe, gangsta

All them **** I left on the road, gangsta

All them **** who work in the fields, gangsta

All them **** who died on the walk

Ponycat, I was in that same place where they had donkey

I was a river rat, stayed on lockdown, trippin', bitch, fuck it, sit me back

Moo plenty pack, check my rap sheet

Through the bars, fat mouth and shit talk

Concerts with the lights off

Free Joe's to the tail walk

Free Jeron, **** T out

Ain't no more free Flea, ain't free

And she murder me, so much to me

So please let him come home

This one for my **** who gone and reminiscing

The times that they ain't listen, how long they gon' be sittin'

To parties and old bitches, them runnin' with those snitches

Left cold with those memories in prison

Ah, this for my people, this for them gangsters

God, please let them come home and forgive all them wrongs right now

Oh Lord, the ones in penitentiary now

God, please let them come home and forgive all them wrongs

Oh, Lord

God, please let them come home

I feel them, they just wanna go home

Just wanna go home for every **** who got locked in a cell

And got put under the jail

I'ma keep giving hope, they reminiscing

They people missing, just need a call on the phone

They need a visit, hugs and kisses

They just wanna go home