Letra de Federal Contraband (Freestyle) - Pooh Shiesty

Alias Artístico: Lontrell Williams

INFORMACIÓN DEL SENCILLO:

"Federal Contraband (Freestyle)" es una canción interpretada por Pooh Shiesty. 

Fecha de lanzamiento: 27 de Diciembre del año 2021. 

Federal Contraband (Freestyle) Lyrics


From the federal prison, you will not be charged for this call

This call is from the Big Blrrrd (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)

Yeah, CEO checkin' in, what the fuck's choppin'?

Know it's been a minute since y'all heard from the one and only

But don't never doubt me or compare to a phony, man

Don't never question or worry about shit happening to me

Worry 'bout what I'ma do to a mothafucka


First time switchin' up the vent, I get versatile and all

I been fucked up, in my feelings, don't wan' talk, just playin' it off

Pay attention, shit hit different when you stuck behind that wall

But I don't regret it, sharpen my tool 'cause shit ain't go as I thought

Damn, they tryin' throw dirt on my legacy

Built like a mountain, you won't see me fall

Twenty hoes naked, first dial, he called

Switch the location, I ain't goin' in raw

Play with my moves, no out of bounds

Speak to my bitch, thought she was lyin' every time she say she hold me down

Hard times, you gon' find out who really love you or your clout

In a fucked up situation you won't hear come out my mouth

Held my pain in long enough, this what I sound like, breakin' down

I got locked, niggas stopped doin' shit, they wouldn't if I was 'round

Like they happy I went federal, see what that hate about

I'ma make sure your fingers get cut off since you count me out

My granddaddy passed away the other day, I just found out

Shit crazy, rest in peace, you'll forever live through me, blrrrd, ayy

I'm goin' through too much smoke at once, prayin' to God can help me clear it

Standin' ten for Tee Da P, I know you watchin', can you hear me?

On the jail call with Ma Dukes, she say your name, my eyes get teary

Just keep callin' me my angels, that shit scary but I don't fear it

Step alone, my fallen soldiers all I need for my security

Don't hold grudges, I still love you

Just don't want you nowhere near me

In my cell, I'm tryna digest who really love and who fear me

Washin' my clothes in the sink, no more two thousand dollar Amiri jeans

Ask my cellie, AP, we up early, daily, pullin' schemes

My skin glowin' since I been sober, can't go back to sippin' lean

My mindset got different, I'm in prison before I'm sentenced

They don't even know the life I'm livin'

They tryna paint the pic of a menace

I need a second chance to get out

My opposer way too different

That's enough of all this sad shit

Let's go back to poppin', pimpin'

I can't never turn my back on none of my bitches from Memphis

Copped my country ho a stolo, bought my Brooklyn ho a Bentley

I was told, "Get up and get it," ran up racks in the pandemic

Tryna get rich or die slimin', I touched millions off of rhymin'

Eight figure lil' spinnin' nigga, pull triggers and get excited

Niggas I thought was so loyal turned 6ix9ine in my indictment

I got morals 'fore I bite some cheese I’ll lay down and keep quiet

All my bitches send me nudes, they pass out mail, I get to smilin'

Got to laugh to keep from cryin', way too much shit on my shoulders

I thought I was movin' smart, this shit now make it more colder

Book me now get an arena, South Memphis baby went global

Want one-seven-five a show so ain't no more janky promoter

I pack my favorite cologne, this six thousand dollar odor

Need a drug, he don't spin sober, I can't buy the shit you sellin'

Fuck a co-d, I move solo, mission time, Shiesty get selfish

Only two kings out of Memphis I know of, that's me and Elvis

Glock [?] stay in my jumpsuit, poker keep scratchin' my pelvis

We shootin' dice for noodles, I went through your whole commissary, yeah, ayy

See, used to two slide on [?], blind as shit but now I see

I brought hip-hop back, the industry watered down without me

Dumb love for my nigga Smurk but I'm the real voice of the street

Don't condone in dyin' hair, wearin' purses and skinny jeans

Ayy, I'ma be back in a minute, won't be too long 'til I'm free, yeah

Ayy, won't be too long 'til I'm free, won't be too long 'til I'm free

Watch out, bro

I tried to drop some shit with Dolph and Gotti

Caught a nigga murked

Let Gucci squash shit with me and Kodak 'cause it wasn't even worth it

Hate that shit happened with Von, left me with two open verses

Shiesty gon' be back in a minute, right now, go check in with 30, blrrrd


I still remain untouched and un-fuck-with-able

Still talkin' my shit like I'm eight feet three, still poppin' king shit

Still havin' my way like a king, eat like a king, and thinkin' like one

Ain't shit changed but how my clothes get washed

And all these doors that's locked, you hear me?

I heard niggas been gettin' bold

I heard niggas got balls now, niggas ain't hidin' no more

They think it's over wit' for me, it's o- okay, that's cool, though

It's just a brief mission, after these few years I'm back solid

I'm goin ghost, you gon' feel me, if you need to hear me

So keep that same energy, I still see everything

Cooperatin'-ass niggas, man

My shit public record, look me up

No 5K1, no rule thirty-five

Rats don't run in my blood, we bullies

We don't keep shit solid, either, we keep it concrete

Five o'clock traffic jam the only time you gon' catch me braking

Take Shiesty out my name if you heard me on PC

I don't know what the fuck that is or look like, nigga, I shook the feds, blrrrd

There's a lotta mothafuckers happy I'm put up right now

But that's what you call pussy, I been knew all that love was fake

That's why I wasn't made up at all, I still got one foot on you niggas' necks

Y'all just could breathe a lil' bit now 'cause I'm away

But it gon' takes more than tomatoes to catch up with me, you hear me?

I ran up ten million in two years off tellin' my life story

And I got more power than money

But it's something you can't buy, I'm the youngest in charge

I done been through more shit than a ninety-nine year old, though

I'm with y'all before you know it

I'm just takin' this shit one day at a time, all I do is smoke, eat and terrorize

I takeover shit everywhere I go

Nigga, I'm locked up, but my mind still free

Can't lock that up, I'm in a worse situation but I'm at my best right now

It don't get no bigger than this

From the biggest Blrrrd



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¿Quién escribió "Federal Contraband (Freestyle)" de Pooh Shiesty?
TP808 y Pooh Shiesty


¿Quién produjo "Federal Contraband (Freestyle)" de Pooh Shiesty?
TP808


¿Cuándo salió "Federal Contraband (Freestyle)" de Pooh Shiesty?
27 de Diciembre del año 2021



Créditos de la canción
Productores: TP808
Escritores: TP808, Pooh Shiesty
Distribuidora: TuneCore
Sello discográfico: Choppa Gang Entertainment

Letra aportada por: Nilmey

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