Outro

Ooh-oo child, things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child, things are gonna get easier
Tay Keith fuck these niggas up

I'm having visions in my head, thinking 'bout me being dead (being dead)
All fucked up, down bad on my ass again (ass again)
Lost so many niggas, man it feel like we in Pakistan (Pakistan)
Or maybe Afghanistan (Afghanistan), man I hate to lose my mans (that's on my mama)
Lost some niggas to that gunfire (to that gunfire)
Rest in peace to Simi, why you had to die? (R.I.P.)
I load up my semi and shoot gunfire (I shoot gunfire)
And it's "fuck the other side", 'til I see you on the other side ('til I see you on the other side)
When I lost C-Rock, man that shit felt like my brother died (my brother died)
I was outside (outside), P95 I had to let it ride (let it ride)
Rest in peace Bo-40, I just copped a .40 (I just copped the .40)
I up with my .40 just to get 'em off me (just to get him off me)
Rest in peace Ja Freezer and Lil Thump, we gon' ride out (ride out)
Hey, I don't take that easy, pop the trunk, let's go hide out (Raaar)
My B's brought the hive out (hive out), I'm cooked but brought the fryers out (the fryers out)
Fully loaded, sauce like ravioli, with my nine out (with my nine out)

Ooh-oo child, things are gonna get easier
Yeah, ha, ha, ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh-oo child, things are gonna get brighter

Free Jalen (free Jalen), free Life (free Life)
What ya saying? (what ya saying?) Free the block (free the block)
Caught your man, in a van, now he need an ambulance (ambulance)
Broke niggas don't stand a chance, broke nigga, get some bands

Free Jalen, free Life
What ya saying? Free the block
Ladies and gentlemans, I want y'all to count with me
Free Jalen, free Life
What ya saying? Free the block

Just wanna speak forward to you guys, ay
Ay, I got the soul, I got smoke in this motherfucker, mane (free my muhfuckin' niggas)
Got Nunu, motherfuckin' CB (yeah)
You got BlocboyJB, don't play me (that's me)
Tabo is a hoe, and it's on G-O-D (God)
Ooh, I got my fingers crossed, I'm lyin'
I'm flyin' to another fuckin' country
Got your bitch, and she callin' me count-ry
Bitch I'm from Memphis, been givin' me nothing to give a damn
Fuck up on your bitch, and I'm fly like I'm Peter Pan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I put your bitch to the bed, right now, ho
'Cause this the motherfuckin' outro, this the fuckin' outro
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Outro, outro
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Hey, you know what I'm sayin'? Hey