Yeah, you dun know what it is already Doggy 67, bakin' up in the jailhouse Free all the drillers, the trappers, the shooters, the stabbers, everyting innit Free up everyone, free Itch, ASAP, Snoopy, Dimzy, C Rose, Chops, Scribz, Hoopz, Clicks, R6, Skim, Skrr, T-Trap, Slows, Legs Free up everyone man Soon home 67 to the death of me Yeah, me and my bruddas built this shit, man, this our legacy Young armed and [?] Bro went jail when he was 17 This ain't Medellin my bro, man haffi feed the fiends All I wanted was some money, since I hit a teen Played the big machines Then tried to pour a brudda down, blow him to smithereens No joke like Mr Beans Sittin' in jail for Elizabeth, I love the Queen I can't believe they took Snoopy again (Free the guys) And they locked my bro Dots for a skeng It was us niggas ridin' on your block (Us) .25 on us then Most my niggas in a prison cell, free all my mens Free my little savage kids, he got half in a ten My bruddas pattern Thameside, we ain't gotta pretend (Trust) First day of the year, you was tryna make a bad b talk in your ear Man was 4D, tryna make a man disappear A man can't fuckin' betray us And my young boy dip you inna there Nighttime say his prayers Smokin' cookie from the bay, yeah that's my kinda flavours (Hey, hey, hey, hey) You know I get it the hard way Stretchin' budget balance was my dark days Countin' cake with us, they're always sayin' "Happy birthday" Now all the peng ones be lookin' for my last name Don't ten toes on the strip with 7 way before the calf game Free the killers, they was really tryna blast frames Yeah, you know I get it the hard way And I'ma keep it real until my last days I seen the cells, I seen the courts, I seen the free floors A pound to last a whole day, I fuckin' seen broke I see low, so I stay high, through the weed smoke And we know, that they don't bang, they fuckin' beam jokes I light them up just like some weed smoke and say my prayers I'm comin' home from label talks and then I'm bangin' later 67, I'm deya, bro just copped a sprayer He said you rap, I'll do the bangin', you just thank me later Obbo on our back, we're still ridin' Conspiracy knockin', we still hidin' Eight man four sim cards it's all frightenin' Tell 'em phone me up, I'll send p's, I ain't writin', that's real shit Jump around on stage with same bruddas that I drill with Share the same clothes, same smoke, same nose whiff And you know I deal with any problem comin' my way, I get it drilled quick I switch flows on 'em Shaniqua, Taniqua, I want both of 'em But they family was some opps and I blow smoke on 'em Weed smokin' enemies, I quit smokin' blimp but I'll still smoke your friend (Hey, hey, hey, hey) You know I get it the hard way Stretchin' budget balance was my dark days Countin' cake with us, they're always sayin' "Happy birthday" Now all the peng ones be lookin' for my last name Don't ten toes on the strip with 7 way before the calf game Free the killers, they was really tryna blast frames Yeah, you know I get it the hard way And I'ma keep it real until my last days Nigga, niggas really tryna blast me (Woo) Hey, hey, hey