"Free Z5" lyrics
Made nigga, raised way different than the average
My uncle brought his Stanley, trapped since the 70s, never ratted
It sure run in my family, when it's pressure, I don't panic
Served heroin on camera, behind rangeland in the alley
Fuck it, I gotta have it, if they grab me, then they grab me
Plus, my young nigga want to quit badly but don't nothing else make him happy
Want me to encourage him with words but ain't nothing better than examples
Plus, I can show you better than I can tell you about that action
Before I was a rapper, I was rapping French Montana
A bitch think she want a street nigga till she got him
I may get Glo or Sexy Redd and let her have it
Fuck her two, three days, I ain't arguing with you, bae, I'm outside getting in traffic
Know I'm Mr. Make it Happen, Mr. 70 Under The Mattress
When I first started rapping, Mr. Monday, Wednesday, Saturday
I ain't pray to God to get it, but I'll take it once I got it
I told her this lil' thirty touch down, Thursday, I'm moving to Atlanta
I come from watching NOLA, hit his bag to serve his daddy
I'm so much of a factor, he had it on him, still was lackin'
You told me what you asked when you stood close to me, we family
I'm annoyed I just went cold turkey off boy, my mind been scattered
You know if you just asked me, I would've told you how it happened
And the fact I thought you actually loved me back is what's making me madder
The fact that I'll still answer, you called me back is what's making me madder
I hope me showin' love, giving a hug ain't how it happened
I hope me thinking it's love going out to the club ain't how it happened
I hope you saying it's straight but holding a grudge ain't how it happened
You know lock it in in blood, if it mean forever, life and after
Got me thinking 'bout Young Thug, after all he did for them, they still ratted
Know them words bubbed and platted in the paperwork, they stamped it
My jersey in the rafters, I'm a Hall of Fame captain
My name platinum, they can't take that one
But fuck 'em if they could, know my face card good
I been straight since I paid eight hund' off nuns
I came up off crumbs, make that cake taste good
Take drugs, take hits, do your shit, I don't judge
I did what I done off the strength off the love
Let you run off on my plug, fuck 'em, he ain't one of us
No new members in the club, had to be down in that mud
When my arm was in that rex, like a Barney puppet show for my son
When it mattered who you was, or what you got or what you done
Your name had to rung in the trenches where you from
I'ma reminisce just 'cause it'll never be how it was
When we was all running, make you happy I quit rapping
And the fact I thought you actually loved me back is what's making me madder
The fact that I'll still answer, you called me back is what's making me madder
I hope me showin' love, giving a hug ain't how it happened
I hope me thinking it's love going out to the club ain't how it happened
I hope you saying it's straight but holding a grudge ain't how it happened
I hope me thinking its love going out to the club is how it happened
I hope you saying it's straight but holding a grudge ain't how it happened
My uncle brought his Stanley, trapped since the 70s, never ratted
It sure run in my family, when it's pressure, I don't panic
Served heroin on camera, behind rangeland in the alley
Fuck it, I gotta have it, if they grab me, then they grab me
Plus, my young nigga want to quit badly but don't nothing else make him happy
Want me to encourage him with words but ain't nothing better than examples
Plus, I can show you better than I can tell you about that action
Before I was a rapper, I was rapping French Montana
A bitch think she want a street nigga till she got him
I may get Glo or Sexy Redd and let her have it
Fuck her two, three days, I ain't arguing with you, bae, I'm outside getting in traffic
Know I'm Mr. Make it Happen, Mr. 70 Under The Mattress
When I first started rapping, Mr. Monday, Wednesday, Saturday
I ain't pray to God to get it, but I'll take it once I got it
I told her this lil' thirty touch down, Thursday, I'm moving to Atlanta
I come from watching NOLA, hit his bag to serve his daddy
I'm so much of a factor, he had it on him, still was lackin'
You told me what you asked when you stood close to me, we family
I'm annoyed I just went cold turkey off boy, my mind been scattered
You know if you just asked me, I would've told you how it happened
And the fact I thought you actually loved me back is what's making me madder
The fact that I'll still answer, you called me back is what's making me madder
I hope me showin' love, giving a hug ain't how it happened
I hope me thinking it's love going out to the club ain't how it happened
I hope you saying it's straight but holding a grudge ain't how it happened
You know lock it in in blood, if it mean forever, life and after
Got me thinking 'bout Young Thug, after all he did for them, they still ratted
Know them words bubbed and platted in the paperwork, they stamped it
My jersey in the rafters, I'm a Hall of Fame captain
My name platinum, they can't take that one
But fuck 'em if they could, know my face card good
I been straight since I paid eight hund' off nuns
I came up off crumbs, make that cake taste good
Take drugs, take hits, do your shit, I don't judge
I did what I done off the strength off the love
Let you run off on my plug, fuck 'em, he ain't one of us
No new members in the club, had to be down in that mud
When my arm was in that rex, like a Barney puppet show for my son
When it mattered who you was, or what you got or what you done
Your name had to rung in the trenches where you from
I'ma reminisce just 'cause it'll never be how it was
When we was all running, make you happy I quit rapping
And the fact I thought you actually loved me back is what's making me madder
The fact that I'll still answer, you called me back is what's making me madder
I hope me showin' love, giving a hug ain't how it happened
I hope me thinking it's love going out to the club ain't how it happened
I hope you saying it's straight but holding a grudge ain't how it happened
I hope me thinking its love going out to the club is how it happened
I hope you saying it's straight but holding a grudge ain't how it happened
