Locks, Cash, and Gyal

Yeah Free

the

guys

Behind the wall but we still talk about the paper Doing up

time but I'm thinking of a caper My bro in the cell,

yeah he locked up in the system Waiting for the day that

the iron gates dismiss him Out in the cold we were chasing

after racks Avoid the blue lights and we never leaving tracks Now

we want the cash,

hit the stage and get the booking Bad B's in the back

and they love the way we're looking

Jail house locked but we dream about the money Out in the

rain where the days are never sunny Bands in the safe and

the gyal are showing love Rising to the top and we're looking

up above (free the guys,

yeah)

Four walls closing, write a letter to my brother

Keep your head high,

gotta look out for our mother

Stack up the wealth,

man we do it for the fam

Now they see us shining,

trying to put us on the gram

Met a sweet one,

yeah she down for the ride Never tell a secret,

keeping everything inside Blue bills,

green bills, fold it in the pocket Once we get started there's

no way that they can stop

it

Jail house locked but we dream about the money Out in the

rain where the days are

never sunny Bands in the safe and the gyal are showing love

Rising to the top and we're looking up above (bando!)

Free the guys

Money and the gyal

We still dreaming

Yeah