[Verse 1]
My n*gga just made bail
I just came up, On some grey 12's
Great health, cheers to that
Do this sh*t for Queens got my ears to that
They hate us but, not more they hate theyselves
I guess that they gotta motivate theyselves
We can never correlate, you will never see my plane
Right in front of you but your vision is so plain
I see it more vivid, seen it all, did it
Round these fake f*cks still keep it authentic, granted
Give or take f*cks, how your measures rate us
Damnit, you'll never understand it
And even though I'm so lit
I've seen the cards handed and I replayed mine
Hell yeah I'm on tilt
But I'm never off handed, gotta keep good time
[Pre-Hook]
Free your mind and everything'll follow, won't you
Free your mind and everything'll follow, won't you
[Hook]
My n*gga just made bail
My n*gga just made bail
My n*gga just made bail
My n*gga just made bail
[Verse 2]
Listen when you get a blessin you don't ask why
You just pass forward, and fast forward
All my n*ggas from the hood got a passport
And them girls already know we ain't ask for it
Said she from the hood but her ass foreign
Drive a Malibu but her gas foreign
Her aspirations I can't relate with
But I'm like a ghost cause my ass tourin
Burn holes in all my clothes
But I got merch and this cash for it
Glass floors and no ceilings
How I wish we could both feel it
For all the ones gone cause I miss your breathing
Any y'all saw came any y'all part
Gotta race cars
Penny my thoughts, nah this sh*t premium
Bas
[Bridge]
And everything'll follow, won't you
Free your mind and everything'll follow, won't you
Free your mind and everything'll follow won't you
Free your mind and everything'll
[Verse 3]
n*gga just made bail
Tell Cole we gon' raise hell
We gon' pop off, like a fake nail
Take the top off and get ill get ill get
My n*gga just made bail
Tell the f*ckin' mayor he got hate mail
Less shakedowns and more Shakespeare
Please, all these n*ggas don't care
Prepare for the new sh*t, that Cole is the truth sh*t
n*gga this is Lu sh*t, n*gga this is my sh*t
Meaning this some true sh*t, telling you sh*t
Bout the crew, how we do sh*t, who sick?
And, tell my n*ggas in the two-six in the coupe
I'mma kick back smoke a pool stick
This for my new chick tryin get fit say she too thick
Ain't no such thing as too thick, what you wanna be a toothpick?
What you wanna get your cooch licked?
Well I'm tryna get my flute played
If we the new slaves
I am Frederick Douglass of rhetoric ahead the the others
You motherf*ckas better get free
This for that insecure girl, your name I won't mention
On Instagram straight flickin'
b*tch you a nipple slip away from strippin'
Might as well, get your clientele up, you a pioneer
Them girls f*ck for free, I'm never buying there
Save that sh*t for the D.R
I rock crowns and these n*ggas rock tiaras or tiaras
Cause I'm Pete Carroll, left college and I f*cked the pros up
Guess it ain't luck when the luck just shows up
Like every verse on the spot, sh*t is never rehearsed
You heard it first