Feds Did A Sweep Lyrics

I lost so many people to these streets

I lost so many people in so many different ways

Feds did a sweep

Police trynna catch up to me

They ain't gone catch up to me

Fuck feds in the street

I was half dead in the streets

Had to make bread in the streets

I was getting it cheap

Plug stay checking with me

Every night never could sleep

Too stressful and these

Motherfuckers get it from me

Always had the best in the streets

Till the feds did a sweep

Fourteen selling the P's

QP sell it with ease

I was selling to teens

Plug ain't catching the heat

Ain't go throw me in a cell I'm a teen

No telling on me

Then came L, S, and D

I was sixteen selling the sheets

Pure L for the cheap

Never gone sell if it's weak

Bunk shit don't sell in the street

Young L was a G

And I ain't say I was gang banging

But my homies was all bout that gang shit

Only life that I knew was out slanging

Wasn't trynna be Instagram famous

I was more trynna just remain nameless

But the feds done knew all of our faces

By the age seventeen I caught cases

Kept my cool every interrogation

All the alibis that I created

Made up bullshit by thinking creative

Held it down for my peeps never say shit

Straight up lie to the feds at the station

And I spent me some time in them cages

Told my mom I'm just going through phases

Slanging twenty five I out the basement

Stolen three fifty seven I'm dangerous

Took a trip and a part of me stayed with

Issa game but not something to play with

Holding cell taught me how to be patient

In the Polk county jail with the Haitians

Smuggled in me some dope just to trade with

Lunch and dinner fiends turning their trays in

Gave up everything just trynna taste it

Slanging meth ruin lives I was shameless

White cocaine ain't no pain I was painless

Like the fiends needed me I need payment

Junkies frying they brains till they brainless

Straight supplying them perks and pain meds

And the reason I don't got no shame is

They would buy somewhere else anyways bitch

Y'all don't get just how tricky this game gets

Yeah the game like to change but I changed with

We was smoking on that shit that turn you to a vegetable

You knowing that I got to couple homies in the federal

I got to tell my story cause you know I got to let them know

Straight outta Colorado where I used to get my edibles

They claiming that they banging but that shit ain't even credible

To get up out the game I had to change I had to let it go

I'm older and I'm sober you can tell I got to better flow

But I cannot forget when I was slanging I could never bro

I got myself a brand new whip plus I got to better hoe

And if she wanna gimme sloppy toppy I'm a let a hoe

The feds done made a sweep and to the pen is where they sent the bro

Still as fucking crazy nowadays I'm doing better though

And he ain't getting out for like another twenty five

Every time he call my phone I hear the motherfucker cry

He was beat into a gang they made the mother fucker rob

Took a strap and made it happen cause he really down to ride

He was only just a kid a kid and ever since he doin time

Cause the feds staked out trynna get us in a bind

I was stressing every second but I had to fucking grind

Cause I had to get the paper I was looking out for mine

I was down and out and I remember this

Sleeping on the street and selling shit

And my dawgs in the cartel were selling bricks

But I ain't really trynna rep the shit

You must understand what I represent

Fiends in the street that don't get respect

Losing they grip making less and less

Skin bones and dope and they never rest

Only come down if the feds arrest

This the life that I came from and never left

Till I finally got clean and I left it dead

Nowadays I got bands and I'm getting checks

Feds did a sweep

Police trynna catch up to me

They ain't gone catch up to me

Fuck feds in the street

I was half dead in the streets

Had to make bread in the streets

I was getting it cheap

Plug stay checking with me

Every night never could sleep

Too stressful and these

Motherfuckers get it from me

Always had the best in the streets

Till the feds did a sweep

The feds did a sweep

Everyone in the trap is a victim

Trynna make them ends meet

They was really just minding they business

Couple P's of some weed and they trippin

All the charges they got is ridiculous

You would swear that its crack that they hit them with

Treating weed like they don't know the difference

Fuck the feds don't got no sympathy

Really it's them who's the enemy

If the game is a game they the referee

I just pray one them pigs don't step to me

Back in the days that are dead to me

We was just practicing chemistry

Whipping creating some remedies

Walter white cooking amphetamines

And my homie he only do ecstasy

He don't know it's a similar recipe

I can never forget what he said to me

All these drugs that I do be the death of me

He wasn't wrong cause he rest in peace

He ain't knowing what losing him meant to me

Every day that shit fuck with me mentally

But I'm thinking that god only testing me

Feds did a sweep

Police trynna catch up to me

They ain't gone catch up to me

Fuck feds in the street

I was half dead in the streets

Had to make bread in the streets

I was getting it cheap

Plug stay checking with me

Every night never could sleep

Too stressful and these

Motherfuckers get it from me

Always had the best in the streets

Till the feds did a sweep