Filthy Free

It broke my heart when I found out Kevin passed I went in my cell and I prayed about ten rakat When they killed Reece (RXR) I cried for whole weeks Trapped in my cell again and I felt like I couldn't breathe And I ain't comin' home for a thousand suttin' sleeps Between guns, knives and judges I keep losin' all my G's Give me space, let me grieve, shit Give me space, let me breathe 'cah I smile rarely I keep a pound under my pillow like the tooth fairy Who can I trust? Not him or you clearly 'Cah I'm talkin', Old Bailey Fightin' for your life in a suit scary, shit Got me thinkin' 'bout my young hitter Eyez And Eyez didn't do it but they still gave him life And Tiny Jumbo, he was wrong place, wrong time When I think about their mothers, brings tears to my eyes 'Cah where I'm from your day ones'll hate you on the slight Just 'cause you're doin' better but you'd love me if I died Put my picture and never ride, man, I've seen it before Gettin' liquored 'til three in the morn' And why this gang's still the street to my core I got pain embedded deep in my thoughts I say the richer the man, the cheaper the talk Still, I'm grateful nowadays it ain't as peak as before When I was homeless and sick he'd let me sleep on his floor Nanny loves me even though I bring beef to the door So much police to the door Shit, it's cold in these streets in my Canada Grey Goose I got coke on the streets like Pablo and Jesus I said if we're rich, if we're poor now, I just gotta make do Five in the trey deuce, blacked out like Wayne Bruce I find it funny that everybody's so friendly When I was banged up all my teens, most of my twenties And man were sayin' free me but never sent me a penny Ten toes in the mud, no dwellies, I got some Fendi Like, are you a gangster rapper or you just rapping gangster? 'Cah if you ask me, I think all these rappers are jezzies They're dick ridin' and pic likin', I sit silent I been fist fightin', big knifin' and spliff lightin' Like, my wrist shinin', big diamonds, still twin 9 him Ching olders, I ching minors, I'm sick minded Man'll use you when they need you, that fake love'll confuse you In real life but gangsters when they're on YouTube I got lifers on my set, doin' numbers like Sudoku I said dua'a in my cell, I buss it with no voodoo My spinners, it hold six, my block does whole bricks My bitch got her own tits and her body's like 'oh shits' Amiri's with no rips, this splash, it's no drip I fell in love with the block and I never went home since Real gangsters don't snitch lookin' death in the face Welcome to London city, it's a treacherous place Everybody lost someone they can never replace And a coffin or a cell is only seconds away Feds stopped me and they search me And they're checkin' my name And if they find what's in my balls, that's a ten or a eight Plus a recall with a guilty plea I'd rather that than let them kill the G In the mornin', light my spliff up with a milky tea I ain't filthy rich but I'm filthy free Early mornin' with a milky tea 'Cah I ain't filthy rich but I'm filthy free like It broke my heart when I found out Kevin passed I went back to my cell and prayed about ten rakat When they killed Reece I cried for whole weeks Trapped in my cell again and I felt like I couldn't breathe RXR It broke my heart when I found out Kevin passed I went back to my cell and prayed about ten rakat When they killed Reece I cried for whole weeks Trapped in my cell again and I felt like I couldn't breathe