PnB Rock - Free Da Real, Pt. 2 lyrics

My homie booked he said he going
Through some things right now
I tried to tell him hold his head
Don't let em bring you down
They used to love you man
The streets but they don't know you now
Plus his baby moms she tripping
She don't hold him down
She don't send no bread
It's fucking with his head
And he just got a letter
Said his lil brother dead
And every other week he getting
Visits from the feds
The stress is building up sometimes
He wishing he was dead

State correction institution I just
Left a visit
Seen my nigga he stressed out
So I just saying listen
Been only down a couple years
He said the streets don't miss him
And he was just the man out there
He said he don't get it
Out of sight
Out of mind, that's just it, bottom line
You see who fuck with you and who
Love you when you doing time
Said his homie snitched and signed his
Name up on that dotted line
Told them people everything
Shed no tears and dropped the dime
Plus he just found out his lil
Bro got hit 11 times
Shot him in his face
All in his head right in front of they mom
All this shit is going down
He in a cell losing his mind
Ain't even won't mention all the
Shit about his baby moms
She don't send no bread
It's fucking with his head
And just the other day she said
She moving with the kids
She found a different nigga
Different city with some bread
Said they moving to his crib
She left my nigga sick

My homie booked he said he going
Through some things right now
I tried to tell him hold his head
Don't let em bring you down
They used to love you man
The streets but they don't know you now
Plus his baby moms she tripping
She don't hold him down
She don't send no bread
It's fucking with his head
And he just got a letter
Said his lil brother dead
And every other week he getting
Visits from the feds
The stress is building up sometimes
He wishing he was dead

I told my nigga hold his head
It's cool yeah he gon make it
5 times a day
So lock em and just keep on praying
He waiting on that appeal
I told him just be patient
Everything don't happen overnight bro
I'm just saying
My dog stressing everyday he wake up
Cause the feds steady tryna build a case up
He was flipping bricks and
Getting to that paper
But had to smoke a nigga cause
He tried to take some
A nigga tried to rob his
Mans for a couple bands
It's crazy his mans the one
Who took the stand
And got my nigga life inside the fucking can
When he did that shit just for
Him and I don't understand

My homie booked he said he going
Through some things right now
I tried to tell him hold his head
Don't let em bring you down
They used to love him in the streets
But they don't know him now
Plus his baby moms she tripping
She don't hold him down
She don't send no bread and
It's fucking with his head
And he just got a letter
Said his lil brother dead
Just the other day he got
Some visits from the feds
Stress is building up sometimes he
Wishing he was dead