Fresh From The Feds Lyrics

Still been on the road

Me and my fours, free my bros

Still been on the road

Tryin' to take care of my bros

Give my nigga a couple phones (

Ayy, Wristy, turn that shit up

)

God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash, oh

God, I been down bad, missin' my mans

God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual

Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers?

I could have been dead, fresh from the feds

They told me, "Stay sober," I'm back lookin' for the red

Still checkin' my mail, what's up with lil' Quez?

Doggie keep goin', you the shit on my kids

Wish I could come get you, a real nigga missed you

It is what it is, I just wish you would have listened

Stop fuckin' with these niggas, half of 'em snitches

Stop fuckin' with these bitches, they in it for thе chicken

Every time I try to kick it, I еnd up with a sentence

Growin' through it with Drekk, how we was just on that visit

Fuck 'em if they ain't with us, loyalty over feelings

Still be with the killers, holdin' it for the members

Finally, I'm the biggest, I said, "Finally, I'm the biggest"

Takin' these risks just to bring it home to my bitch

Break everything down on my kids, that's the only way to live for me

And I won't forget what you did for me

God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash, oh

God, I been down bad, missin' my mans

God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual

Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers?

I could have been dead, fresh from the feds

They told me, "Stay sober," I'm back lookin' for the red

Just got off the phone with Jed, hope for another chance

Even through it all, you know where a nigga stand

Doggie went outside, probably fucked up his cash

Half these niggas mad, youngin got him a 'Cat

And just to keep it cordial, he would've brung that bitch back

How you ain't out here with us? Spazz know how I'm feelin'

Walkin' through the gate, you was supposed to come get me

You was supposed to come get me

God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash, oh

God, I been down bad, missin' my mans

God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual

Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers?

I could have been dead, fresh from the feds

They told me, "Stay sober," I'm back lookin' for the red

God, I been down bad, spendin' my cash, oh

God, I been down bad, missin' my mans

God, I need a miracle, I ain't really feelin' that spiritual

Why you ain't been answerin' my prayers?

I could have been dead, fresh from the feds

They told me, "Stay sober," I'm back lookin' for the red

God, I been down bad