[ Featuring Mozzy ]
(Haha, 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' south 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 Z-Lo brand three December's
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 is shinin' again
I'm sure you heard, but if you ain't a real one die 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
