What you know about the bink 23and1
Where you gotta use your hands you can't bring a gun
In a 6x9 you barely get to see the sun
Free my brother's out that struggle till they freedom come
Free my homie's in the can who never comin home
I've seen a man get stabbed right before he comin home
I'm talking blood & bones, lockdown they cut the phones
Use the mase spray ya face, I still taste the f*cking foam RAH
Man that shit got me heated, I was sleepin on steel we ain't get no tempurpedic NAH
I've been conceited, men competing, this is winner season
Women leaving without a reason, before the bid completed
Muhf*cka you don't know about my struggle
Repercussions of my hustle thank God I didn't buckle
If you ain't struggled I can't trust you
If you not humble then it's f*ck you if they touch you then they touch you man
I didn't need a gang I put this shit on everything
Cuz in the end we bleed the same, but shoutout to my Migos mayne
Shoutout to my brothers who kept it a thou
And A big f*ck you to the people who said that I wouldn't make it out RAH
What you know about the bink 23and1
Where you gotta use your hands you can't bring a gun
In a 6x9 you barely get to see the sun
Free my brother's out that struggle till they freedom come
Dave holdin down ROSS, Red holdin down LUKE
Bein solid ain't a choice, it's some shit you gotta do
Ridin down yo avenue HONKY WIT A ATTITUDE
You don't want me mad at you, I don't show no gratitude
Rest In Peace my brother Face, Fuego he just caught a case
Lost my brother from some shit that's laced
He in his resting place
Don't test the game, man this shit got rules
I was in a concrete box before I ever got the jewels
I got the JUICE like Bishop on the roof
The blocks confused about these dudes man they fools
I was fighting for my freedom in that county jail
And I'll be damned if I let them take me back to hell
I used to smack the scale, I sold crack forreal
That had them higher than the Neptunes, now thats smacked forreal (Pharrell) HA
Free my brothers these my brothers we all need each other
And we won't leave each other products of the f*cking struggle
What you know about the bink 23and1
Where you gotta use your hands you can't bring a gun
In a 6x9 you barely get to see the sun
Free my brother's out that struggle till they freedom come
Jay Dot Wright - Lockdown 23and1 Lyrics
Jay Dot Wright - Lockdown 23and1 Lyrics
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What you know about the bink 23and1
Where you gotta use your hands you can't bring a gun
In a 6x9 you barely get to see the sun
Free my brother's out that struggle till they freedom come
Free my homie's in the can who never comin home
I've seen a man get stabbed right before he comin home
I'm talking blood & bones, lockdown they cut the phones
Use the mase spray ya face, I still taste the f*cking foam RAH
Man that shit got me heated, I was sleepin on steel we ain't get no tempurpedic NAH
I've been conceited, men competing, this is winner season
Women leaving without a reason, before the bid completed
Muhf*cka you don't know about my struggle
Repercussions of my hustle thank God I didn't buckle
If you ain't struggled I can't trust you
If you not humble then it's f*ck you if they touch you then they touch you man
I didn't need a gang I put this shit on everything
Cuz in the end we bleed the same, but shoutout to my Migos mayne
Shoutout to my brothers who kept it a thou
And A big f*ck you to the people who said that I wouldn't make it out RAH
What you know about the bink 23and1
Where you gotta use your hands you can't bring a gun
In a 6x9 you barely get to see the sun
Free my brother's out that struggle till they freedom come
Dave holdin down ROSS, Red holdin down LUKE
Bein solid ain't a choice, it's some shit you gotta do
Ridin down yo avenue HONKY WIT A ATTITUDE
You don't want me mad at you, I don't show no gratitude
Rest In Peace my brother Face, Fuego he just caught a case
Lost my brother from some shit that's laced
He in his resting place
Don't test the game, man this shit got rules
I was in a concrete box before I ever got the jewels
I got the JUICE like Bishop on the roof
The blocks confused about these dudes man they fools
I was fighting for my freedom in that county jail
And I'll be damned if I let them take me back to hell
I used to smack the scale, I sold crack forreal
That had them higher than the Neptunes, now thats smacked forreal (Pharrell) HA
Free my brothers these my brothers we all need each other
And we won't leave each other products of the f*cking struggle
What you know about the bink 23and1
Where you gotta use your hands you can't bring a gun
In a 6x9 you barely get to see the sun
Free my brother's out that struggle till they freedom come
Where you gotta use your hands you can't bring a gun
In a 6x9 you barely get to see the sun
Free my brother's out that struggle till they freedom come
Free my homie's in the can who never comin home
I've seen a man get stabbed right before he comin home
I'm talking blood & bones, lockdown they cut the phones
Use the mase spray ya face, I still taste the f*cking foam RAH
Man that shit got me heated, I was sleepin on steel we ain't get no tempurpedic NAH
I've been conceited, men competing, this is winner season
Women leaving without a reason, before the bid completed
Muhf*cka you don't know about my struggle
Repercussions of my hustle thank God I didn't buckle
If you ain't struggled I can't trust you
If you not humble then it's f*ck you if they touch you then they touch you man
I didn't need a gang I put this shit on everything
Cuz in the end we bleed the same, but shoutout to my Migos mayne
Shoutout to my brothers who kept it a thou
And A big f*ck you to the people who said that I wouldn't make it out RAH
What you know about the bink 23and1
Where you gotta use your hands you can't bring a gun
In a 6x9 you barely get to see the sun
Free my brother's out that struggle till they freedom come
Dave holdin down ROSS, Red holdin down LUKE
Bein solid ain't a choice, it's some shit you gotta do
Ridin down yo avenue HONKY WIT A ATTITUDE
You don't want me mad at you, I don't show no gratitude
Rest In Peace my brother Face, Fuego he just caught a case
Lost my brother from some shit that's laced
He in his resting place
Don't test the game, man this shit got rules
I was in a concrete box before I ever got the jewels
I got the JUICE like Bishop on the roof
The blocks confused about these dudes man they fools
I was fighting for my freedom in that county jail
And I'll be damned if I let them take me back to hell
I used to smack the scale, I sold crack forreal
That had them higher than the Neptunes, now thats smacked forreal (Pharrell) HA
Free my brothers these my brothers we all need each other
And we won't leave each other products of the f*cking struggle
What you know about the bink 23and1
Where you gotta use your hands you can't bring a gun
In a 6x9 you barely get to see the sun
Free my brother's out that struggle till they freedom come
Writer: Joshua Wright
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid