Federal Q Siren

Yeah I gotta make me a way I told my mama we finna go federal I gotta wake up and make me a play TQ he gone yeah that nigga went federal When he come out imma show em a way Been had them bars like a nigga a felon though Keem cooking up like that boy Bobby Flay Not proud of the hood but I learned me some lessons though How to stay down and go get me a bag Niggas so tough till a nigga be lacking That choppa will find you that nigga play tag Talk to my brother, I teach him these lessons These hoes for yo pockets these hoes for yo bag Yo patnas' not with you them niggas confessing When niggas get questioned that shit really sad And niggas be doin this for a fad Finessing they Patna and shit for a bag Can't turn on my crew we gone wet like a rag Music to my ears yeah that beef just like Jazz Lil rican lil bitch and she said her name Jazz You talking too much man these niggas like Vlad Been sonin these rappers lil boy I'm yo dad These niggas be bitches that shit just like drag Yeah I seen yo bitch and she bad Seen who you is and lil boy boutta' snag Baby lil nigga lil boy you my lad These niggas don't bang but get killed boutta' flag His mama on fours with her head in the grass If he disrespect we gone be on his ass And do him like Jimmy lil boy gotta blast And leave his ass hanging lil boy like he sag Rock em like a Flinstone nigga Leave a pussy with a headstone nigga Not yo girl cause her head strong nigga yeah, yeah Bars like Samsung nigga yeah, yeah Boss like Kim Jong nigga yeah, yeah I don't want nun' I just want her head Stomp that nigga out like he pledge That's just what I said Get dough nigga I bake bread For the gang imma break that bread Get drew on get this lead Gave and me and Drew that head Her lipstick on my bed My girl mad, she so fed Girl you knew that I was that man Yeah I gotta make me a way I told my mama we finna go federal I gotta wake up and make me a play TQ he gone yeah that nigga went federal When he come out imma show em a way Been had them bars like a nigga a felon though Keem cooking up like that boy Bobby Flay Yeah I gotta make me a way I told my mama we finna go federal I gotta wake up and make me a play TQ he gone yeah that nigga went federal When he come out imma show em a way Been had them bars like a nigga a felon though Keem cooking up like that boy Bobby Flay

Era un seis de abril, A las seis de la mañana, Corría el año dos mil, Los fiscales de la aduana, Un tráiler que iba cargado Al parecer custodiaban. El licendiado Esquivel, Nativo de Río Bravo, Tenía instalado un retén Frente al restaurant El Mago, Ahí les llegó el pitazo, Y fueron a investigarlos. Cuando llegó el MP, Donde se encontraba el tráiler, Los reciben a balazos Los policías fiscales, Inició el enfrentamiento, Con MP y federales. De las dos corporaciones, No se rajaba ninguna, Había fiscales heridos, Pero mandan más patrullas, Quedaban como sedasos, Nomás las balas se oían. Nomás pa' aclarar los hechos, Ya que llegaba la calma, Miguel Ángel Esquivel, Se trasladaba a la aduana, Le cambiaron las versiones, Le habían tendido una trampa. Era trescientos soldados, Lo estaban esperando, Y en un avión militar A México lo llevaron, Federales y fiscales Se quedaron arraigados. Los fiscales quedan presos, La procu aclara los hechos, Miguel Ángel Esquivel, Aún permanece en su puesto, Combatiendo los delitos, Amparado en el derecho.

"We're from the federal prison, you will not be charged for this call This call is from the Big Blrrrd" (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit) Know it's been a minute since y'all heard from the one and only But don't never doubt me or compare me to an opponent, man Don't never question or worry about shit Worry 'bout what I'ma do to a mothafucka First time switchin' up the vent, I get versatile and all I been fucked up in my feelings, don't wanna talk, just playin' it off Pay attention, shit hit different when you stuck behind that wall But I don't regret it, shoutout to my two, shit ain't go as I thought Damn, they tryin' to throw dirt on my legacy Built like a mountain, you won't see me fall Twenty hoes naked, first down, get called Switch the location, I ain't goin' in raw Play with my moves, ain't no out of bounds Speak to my bitch, thought she was lyin' Any time she say she could hold me down Hard times, you gon' find out who really love you or your clout In a fucked up situation that you won't hear come out my mouth Yeah, my pint ain't long enough, this what I sound like breakin' down I got locked, niggas stopped throwin' shit, they wouldn't if I was 'round Like they happy I went federal, see what that hate about I'ma make sure your fingers get cut off, say shit, count me out My granddaddy passed away the other day, I just found out Shit crazy, rest in peace, you'll forever live through me, blrrrd, ayy I'm goin' through too much smoke at once, prayin' to God gon' help me clear it Standin' ten for Tee Da P, I know you watchin', can you hear me? On the jail call with my boo, she say your name, my eyes get teary Just keep guidin' me my angels, that shit scary but I don't fear it Step alone, my fallen soldiers all I need for my security Don't hold grudges, I still love you Just don't want you nowhere near me In my cell, I'm tryna digest who really love and who fear me Washin' my clothes in the sink, no more two thousand dollar Amiri jeans In my cell, an AP, we up early, daily, pullin' schemes My skin glowin' since I been sober, can't go back to sippin' Lean My mind shit got different, I'm in prison before I'm sentenced They don't even know the life I'm livin' They tryna paint the picture of a menace I need a second chance to get at 'em, my approach way too different That's enough for all this fast shit Let's go back to poppin', pimpin' I can't never turn my back on none of my bitches from Memphis Copped my country ho a stolo, sold my Brooklyn ho a Bentley I was told, "Get up and get it," ran up racks in the pandemic Tryna get rich or die slammin', I touched millions off of rammin' Eight figures'll spin a nigga, pull triggers and get excited Niggas I thought was so loyal turned C9 in my indictment I got morals 'fore I bite some cheese, I'll lay down and keep quiet All my bitches send me nudes, they pass out mail like it's a smiley Got to laugh to keep from cryin', way too much shit on my shoulders I thought I was movin' smart, this shit now make me more colder Book me now, get an arena, South Memphis baby went global For 1-75 a show so ain't no more janky promoter I paid my favorite cologne, this a six thousand dollar odor Need a drug, you don't spin sober, I can't buy that shit you sellin' Fuck a co-D, I move solo, mission time, Shiesty get selfish Only two kings out of Memphis I know of, that's me and Elvis Like a sock stay in my jumpsuit, poker keep scratchin' my pelvis We shootin' dice for noodles, I went through your whole commissary, yeah, ayy Slick used to two slide on jelly, blind as shit but now I see I brought hip-hop back, the industry watered down without me Dumb love for my niggas Smurk but I'm the real voice of the street Dunkin' Donuts down here, wearin' purses and skinny jeans Ayy, I'ma be back in a minute, won't be too long 'til I'm free, yeah Ayy, won't be too long 'til I'm free, won't be too long 'til I'm free Watch out bro I tried to drop some shit with Dolph and Gotti caught a nigga murked Let Gucci squash shit with me and Kodak 'cause it wasn't even worth it Hate that shit happened with Von, left me with two open verses Shiest gon' be back in a minute, right now, go check in with 30, blrrrd I still remain untouched and unfucked with Still talkin' my shit like I'm AP3, still poppin' gang shit Still havin' my way like a king, eat like a king qand thinkin' like one Ain't shit changed but how my clothes get washed And all these doors that's locked, you hear me? I heard niggas been gettin' bold early Niggas got balls now, niggas ain't hidin' no more They think it's over for me, that's okay, that's cool, though It's just a brief, man, after these few years I'm back solid I'm goin' ghost, you gon' feel me if you need to hear me So keep that same energy, I still see everything Cooperatin'-ass niggas, man My shit public record, look me up No 5k warning, no rule 35 Rats don't run in my blood, we bullets We don't keep shit silent, either, we keep it concrete Five o'clock traffic jam only time you'll catch me brakin' Take Shiesty out my name if you heard me on PC I don't know what the fuck that is or look like, nigga, I shoot the feds, blrrrd That's a lotta mothafuckin' heads gon' pull up right now But the ones you call pussies, I been through all that little old shit, man That's why I wasn't lettin' up at all, I still got one foot on you niggas' necks Y'all just breath a little bit now 'cause I'm away But it gon' take more than tomatoes to catch up with me, you heard me? I ran up ten million in two years off tellin' my life story And I got more power than money But it's the only thing bad, when the youngings in charge I done been through more shit than a 99 year old though I'm with y'all before you know it I'm just takin' this shit one day at a time, all I do is smoke, eat and terrorize I take over shit everywhere I go Nigga, I'm locked up but my mind still free Can't lock that up I'm in a worse situation but I'm at my best right now It don't get no bigger than this From the biggest Blrrrd