Red Light (Freestyle)

This probably the realest shit I ever wrote Spit some real ass shit I'm going through, like now What Free my pops, long live bro We still- I ain't gon' say it You know the vibes though lil bro Look Why the fuck I'ma leave wit' no gun? And I gotta get back to my son I been buggin' out since I was young But Woo never told, I know that I'm the one Only my brothers, lost one of my brothers Had a story up, knew that it was real Went dumb, they was tellin' me "Chill" Stop playin' ball, and step into the field And my mother was telling me ice Free the gang I'ma put up my life He get left if he ain't moving right Keep knocks, but I'm ready to fight I spot a opp he ain't losin' my sight Can't forget what they did to the homie Startin' shit wishin' I could redo But I ain't tryna go back to the old me Pop a perky if I'm feelin' lonely I'ma go through this shit by my doley And I feel like the rap game sold me How the fuck I don't got me a Rollie? How the fuck I don't got me a chain? Like wassup, they ain't feeling my pain For the money, lot of niggas change Steppin' over puddles, walking thru the rain He put ends on my belt, I said "thank you" Real nigga, I gotta accept that What's to switch on the nigga that helped you? You a coward, I cannot respect that From the bottom, started from the floor Now a nigga movin' like it's war I know how niggas thinkin' they ahead Like if I help them might take off more Gang Uh Man I had to sit back, take a look How the fuck is no bread on my books? I thought we 'posed to ride for each other But the loyalty end with my mother Shout out to the O, 'cause it's only my brothers I could never switch up on the real ones I just told 'em to stay on my side And I promise we all gon' eat when the deal come Go hard with the shit that I got right now Gotta get to the top right now And my pops did ten years out of my life And it's crazy cause he locked right now And I'm fightin' the case, gotta pop right now And the judge went another mile And the day that she told me to take eight years Oh fuck it, we goin' to trial Talked to my lawyer, like, "How is this fair?" He ain't doing time, so he don't really care That's why I pray everyday that I make it DS say eight and he told me to take it I gotta kill, what you think this shit basic? Already took mad time out his life I gotta stick around and make it right So I need a million dollars by tonight Damn Word to my mother it's some shit I'm going through right now Feel me? Quiet nigga I don't really talk, but that's how I talk on shit I go through But yeah You know I put this shit in my verses though Feel me? At the end of it you see what I'm on You feel me, yah see what I'm talkin' about Type of shit and my attitude Tryna get the fuck outta here now Fightin' a case and shit Real nigga shit Goin' thru a lot you know what I'm sayin' Free the guys Long live King Mellz