Letra de Free Dem Ones, Pt. 2 - Lil Zay Osama

(Feat. Mozzy)

(Reid, run it back)

Lawyer money wasted, bond money wasted

Folks goin' back and forth to jail on new cases

I'm tryna do what I can for 'em, all my brothers' faces

My brother need me, I need them to see me make it and I hear about it

I be with them niggas that take advantage if you show fear around 'em

Them ain't your brothers if you can't grieve or drop a tear around 'em

I know some real killers' soft side, I been around 'em

Free them niggas locked up

He like my mama son, he like blood

Free them niggas locked up

He ain't dangerous, he like us

I'm yellin', "Free the members"

I can't explain to y'all how much a nigga need the members

He did twelve, I'll probably see lil' bruh in three Decembers

You know they maxed him out

Ain't never had a chance to walk the stage in cap and gown

His lawyer text me every week until I cashed him out

Been livin' through us off the 'Gram, bitch, we rappers now

I heard they swarmed you on the yard, niggas packed you out

He said the pen' is like the streets, so put that blabber down

That make a lot of sense

Call my phone just to vent, like, "Bruh, I'm tired of this"

The sun'll shine again

I'm sure you heard, but if you ain't, a real one died again

Just checkin' on you and the type of state of mind you in

We need you home, Blood

Free them niggas locked up

He like my mama son, he like blood

Free them niggas locked up

He ain't dangerous, he like us

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