"505" lyrics
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Free all my friends, yo
Free BMW
Free the opps
Free everybody, bro
I miss all my friends, yo
Baow, baow
Baow
Free all the boys out the slam
This shit got whack
Really got whack
Yo, free all the bros
Baow, baow
Feel like I'm alone out here
Baow, baow, bow
Baow, baow, baow, baow
They hate that I'm winning and switch it up
Like, everyone give one a fuck
I remember those days when a nigga had nothing
I ain't have a dollar or ten or a buck
Losing my friends to the streets, it suck
Like, like, but it's up and it's stuck
I've been trying my best to keep everyone safe
But it seem like I'm running the fuck outta luck
Everyone in the net always praising the bad
What you know about growing up without a dad?
What you know about talking and laughing with friends, and the next time you wake up, he gone and you sad?
Like, this shit filled me with rage
It be so hard to focus and staying on page
What you know about losing a friend in the past and you seeing his face when you rapping on stage?
Like, it's a lot on my plate
I'm not used to the rapping and going on dates
What you know about wanting to spend every day, but you can't 'cause you putting the bread on the plate?
Everyone in the fam always looking at you
Mama don't want to see you on the news
Either dead or in jail, but there's family to feed
I can't let no one stop me from touching the blues
Like, I got so much to lose
Everyone on my dick 'cause I'm getting some views
Would you still be there for me if I lose everything that I had Nigga, who what would you choose?
(Like, I keep losing my friends
Like, I miss Mel, so we will ride to the end
If I needed him there, he would be there for sure
He was the only one there when I needed a hand)
Like, gotta stick to the plan
Like, gotta be who I am
Free Mel out the slam, he did it for the team
I can't wait till he back and feet up on the land
Like, gotta stick to the plan
Like, gotta be who I am
Free Mel out the slam, he did it for the team
I can't wait till he back and feet up on the land
They hate that I'm winning and switch it up
Like, everyone give one a fuck
I remember those days when a nigga had nothing
I ain't have a dollar or ten or a buck
Losing my friends to the streets, it suck
Like, like, but it's up and it's stuck
I've been trying my best to keep everyone safe
But it seem like I'm running the fuck outta luck
Everyone in the net always praising the bad
What you know about growing up without a dad?
What you know about talking and laughing with friends, and the next time you wake up, he gone and you sad?
Like, this shit filled me with rage
It be so hard to focus and staying on page
What you know about losing a friend in the past and you seeing his face when you rapping on stage?
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Free all my friends, yo
Shit getting whack
Feel like I'm out here by myself
Baow
Baow, baow, baow
Baow
Free all my friends, yo
Free BMW
Free the opps
Free everybody, bro
I miss all my friends, yo
Baow, baow
Baow
Free all the boys out the slam
This shit got whack
Really got whack
Yo, free all the bros
Baow, baow
Feel like I'm alone out here
Baow, baow, bow
Baow, baow, baow, baow
They hate that I'm winning and switch it up
Like, everyone give one a fuck
I remember those days when a nigga had nothing
I ain't have a dollar or ten or a buck
Losing my friends to the streets, it suck
Like, like, but it's up and it's stuck
I've been trying my best to keep everyone safe
But it seem like I'm running the fuck outta luck
Everyone in the net always praising the bad
What you know about growing up without a dad?
What you know about talking and laughing with friends, and the next time you wake up, he gone and you sad?
Like, this shit filled me with rage
It be so hard to focus and staying on page
What you know about losing a friend in the past and you seeing his face when you rapping on stage?
Like, it's a lot on my plate
I'm not used to the rapping and going on dates
What you know about wanting to spend every day, but you can't 'cause you putting the bread on the plate?
Everyone in the fam always looking at you
Mama don't want to see you on the news
Either dead or in jail, but there's family to feed
I can't let no one stop me from touching the blues
Like, I got so much to lose
Everyone on my dick 'cause I'm getting some views
Would you still be there for me if I lose everything that I had Nigga, who what would you choose?
(Like, I keep losing my friends
Like, I miss Mel, so we will ride to the end
If I needed him there, he would be there for sure
He was the only one there when I needed a hand)
Like, gotta stick to the plan
Like, gotta be who I am
Free Mel out the slam, he did it for the team
I can't wait till he back and feet up on the land
Like, gotta stick to the plan
Like, gotta be who I am
Free Mel out the slam, he did it for the team
I can't wait till he back and feet up on the land
They hate that I'm winning and switch it up
Like, everyone give one a fuck
I remember those days when a nigga had nothing
I ain't have a dollar or ten or a buck
Losing my friends to the streets, it suck
Like, like, but it's up and it's stuck
I've been trying my best to keep everyone safe
But it seem like I'm running the fuck outta luck
Everyone in the net always praising the bad
What you know about growing up without a dad?
What you know about talking and laughing with friends, and the next time you wake up, he gone and you sad?
Like, this shit filled me with rage
It be so hard to focus and staying on page
What you know about losing a friend in the past and you seeing his face when you rapping on stage?
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Free all my friends, yo
Shit getting whack
Feel like I'm out here by myself
Baow
Baow, baow, baow
Baow
Writer(s): Miguel Rucker
