"Fresh From The Feds" lyrics
Still been on the road
Me and my fours, free my bros
Still been on the road
Tryin' to take care of my bros
Give my niggas a couple phones
God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash
God, I been down bad, missin' my mans
God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual
Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers? I could have been dead
Fresh from the feds, they told me stay sober, I'm back lookin' for the red
Still checkin' my mail, what's up with lil' Quez?
Doggie keep goin', you the shit on my kids
Wish I could come get you, a real nigga missed you
It is what it is, I just wish you would have listened
Stop fuckin' with these niggas, half of 'em snitches
Stop fuckin' with these bitches, they in it for the chicken
Every time I try to kick it, I end up with a sentence
Growing through it with Drekk, how we was just on that visit
Fuck 'em if they ain't wit us, loyalty over feelings
Still be with the killas, holdin' it for the members
Finally, I'm the biggest, I said finally, I'm the biggest
Taking these risks just to bring it home to my bitch
Break everything down on my kids, that's the only way to live for me
And I won't forget what you did for me
God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash
God, I been down bad, missin' my mans
God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual
Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers? I could have been dead
Fresh from the feds, they told me stay sober, I'm back lookin' for the red
Just got off the phone with Jed, hope for another chance
Even through it all, you know where a nigga stand
Doggie went outside, probably fucked up his cash
Half these niggas mad, youngin got him a cat
And just to keep it cordial, he woulda brung that bitch back
How you ain't out here with us? Spazz know how I'm feelin'
Walkin' through the gate, you was supposed to come get me
You was supposed to come get me
God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash
God, I been down bad, missin' my mans
God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual
Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers? I could have been dead
Fresh from the feds, they told me stay sober, I'm back lookin' for the red
God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash
God, I been down bad, missin' my mans
God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual
Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers? I could have been dead
Fresh from the feds, they told me stay sober, I'm back lookin' for the red
God, I been down bad
Me and my fours, free my bros
Still been on the road
Tryin' to take care of my bros
Give my niggas a couple phones
God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash
God, I been down bad, missin' my mans
God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual
Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers? I could have been dead
Fresh from the feds, they told me stay sober, I'm back lookin' for the red
Still checkin' my mail, what's up with lil' Quez?
Doggie keep goin', you the shit on my kids
Wish I could come get you, a real nigga missed you
It is what it is, I just wish you would have listened
Stop fuckin' with these niggas, half of 'em snitches
Stop fuckin' with these bitches, they in it for the chicken
Every time I try to kick it, I end up with a sentence
Growing through it with Drekk, how we was just on that visit
Fuck 'em if they ain't wit us, loyalty over feelings
Still be with the killas, holdin' it for the members
Finally, I'm the biggest, I said finally, I'm the biggest
Taking these risks just to bring it home to my bitch
Break everything down on my kids, that's the only way to live for me
And I won't forget what you did for me
God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash
God, I been down bad, missin' my mans
God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual
Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers? I could have been dead
Fresh from the feds, they told me stay sober, I'm back lookin' for the red
Just got off the phone with Jed, hope for another chance
Even through it all, you know where a nigga stand
Doggie went outside, probably fucked up his cash
Half these niggas mad, youngin got him a cat
And just to keep it cordial, he woulda brung that bitch back
How you ain't out here with us? Spazz know how I'm feelin'
Walkin' through the gate, you was supposed to come get me
You was supposed to come get me
God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash
God, I been down bad, missin' my mans
God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual
Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers? I could have been dead
Fresh from the feds, they told me stay sober, I'm back lookin' for the red
God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash
God, I been down bad, missin' my mans
God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual
Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers? I could have been dead
Fresh from the feds, they told me stay sober, I'm back lookin' for the red
God, I been down bad
Writer(s): Dion Marquise Hayes, Khaya Gilika, Aleksandr Poroshin, Yan Ermolovich, Brian Saadeh
