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free q5 - enphamus lyrics

[intro]
free q5, n*gga
everybody dead or in jail, n*gga, i’m the last man standin’, n*gga
i’ma forever stand on my ten like i got a hunnid f*ckin’ toes, n*gga
i’ll forever blow, n*gga, all you p*ssy n*ggas know what the f*ck blazin’

[chorus]
they talkin’ ’bout a murder, and i don’t even know nothin’ ’bout it
the folks tryna watch me close, i think they know i get out my body
i’m talkin’ to bro on [?], reminiscin’ how we flipped lil’ [?]
shootout at the chevron, i’m tryna nail sum’n, i be the last one poppin’
if i go broke, i’m back at the bp, sellin’ 3*5 for 50
i can’t go broke when it’s money on heads, b*tch, i’ll be the one to get ’em
when n*ggas be dyin’, we don’t got no time, q5, why they think we did it?
opp in miami and got took down, and went told them hoes we did it

[verse]
the feds been on our ass three years, sh*t finally caught up, didn’t it?
f*ck n*gga, we ain’t goin’ for sh*t, don’t look too hard, my switch in lenox
just b died, five got shot, they checkin’ our phone, they think we did it
one thing ’bout me for sure, if i handle that business, won’t leave no witness
it was me, q5, wit’ four of them guys, we clapped ’till the scene got empty
‘fore i ever go for a thing, i look at the judge and say, “i’m guilty”
say, “ain’t nun’ died ’bout b,” okay, next box they grab, i’m in it
where the f*ck i done went out bad, ain’t drop my mag, f*ck n*gga, i’m listenin’
f*ck n*gga better free q5, it’s h*ll or hot, sh*t, could’ve been worse
if they seen all the sh*t we did, they wouldn’t believe our mama’s in church
ain’t even on no drugs, you f*ck me up, where the f*ck them percs?
feds took my phone and gun, next day, for a bl!ck, i sn*tched a purse

no witness, went back tampa
huh, dumb n*gga went home wit’ a dancer
green*ass n*gga, you in atlanta
green*ass n*gga, you in the city
f*cked all bad sh*t in the bity
b00b job on a drac’, it’s a titty
had a wand ‘fore i ever watched disney, b*tch
[chorus]
they talkin’ ’bout a murder, and i don’t even know nothin’ ’bout it
the folks tryna watch me close, i think they know i get out my body
i’m talkin’ to bro on [?], reminiscin’ how we flipped lil’ [?]
shootout at the chevron, i’m tryna nail sum’n, i be the last one poppin’
if i go broke, i’m back at the bp, sellin’ 3*5 for 50
i can’t go broke when it’s money on heads, b*tch, i’ll be the one to get ’em
when n*ggas be dyin’, we don’t got no time, q5, why they think we did it?
opp in miami and got took down, went told them hoes we did it

[outro]
this is a prepaid call from [carol cersei?], an incarcerated individual at b*tts county jail. for english, press one. this call will be recorded and is subject to monitoring at any time. you may begin speaking now
yo
a*ayy man, f*ck, y’all n*ggas know what’s good, man, live from the buildin’, man
free me, man, free q5, man, this sh*t—
i ain’t even gon’ lie, this sh*t gas
it’s five way n*gga, you on the way

- enphamus lyrics

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