AYE! (FREE THE HOMIES)
Vince Staples
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Ah-ah Ah-ah Everybody over here's got so much hurt Got so much anger they hoard We done lost a gang of homeboys A lot of people, a lot of my friends got hurt Know we just got a lotta anger in here So the first thing, we gon' snap at it Trophy in the hood, ayy Wish a nigga would, ayy Got my weight up (my weight up) Now I'm feeling good, ayy Now a nigga on, ayy (feelin' on, tonight) I done came a long way If I had one wish I'd free the homies Shoot a nigga mama if she out while we slidin' Go up in the house, cuh, this shit get violent Better keep your mouth shut if we hear sirens I'ma be on death row just like Suge Knight'nem I stand ten toes, I'm not no buster Seen him by the WinCo, worked on my jumper Baby know I'm hotter than the city in the summer 'Fore I leave the house I gotta tell her that I love her, yeah I don't know if I'ma make it home (never know) These niggas ain't gangbangin', they just singin' songs I done seen it all, bloodshot eyes Broke my heart, then decided that I'm still outside Took a loss, took a risk, now I'm back in the mix Watch who you keepin' around when you wish Money ain't make me, still thuggin' 'til the feds come take me Mean muggin' Trophy in the hood, ayy Wish a nigga would, ayy Got my weight up (my weight up) Now I'm feeling good, ayy Now a nigga on, ayy (feelin' on, tonight) I done came a long way If I had one wish I'd free the homies Foot up on the gas, hunnid on the dash (on the gas) Lowerin' the stats, thirty on the man (on the man) Hung on Cherry Ave, I ain't go to class (no way) They don't say, "Wassup," 'cause they know it's that (dead homies) In too deep, I ain't with the peace Wanna end the beef? Tell them niggas, "Bring my homies back" (dead homies) Free the killer, he was on attack, yeah (free the hood) Bitches wanna know my zodiac (ayy, ayy) Every time I fall in love, baby, do me bad (bad) Givin' up when I went and gave it all I had I would never chase the cat, rather chase a bag Have fun, life short while you livin' fast (Have fun) I'm a nigga in the set, baby, go and ask (I'm a nigga in my section) Never go outside, give the boys my last (uh-huh) If I die today, they gon' go and crash (ayy, yeah) That's on Tiny Scrap, that's on Lil Half (dead homies) Trophy in the hood, ayy Wish a nigga would, ayy Got my weight up (my weight up) Now I'm feeling good, ayy Now a nigga on, ayy (feelin' on, tonight) I done came a long way If I had one wish I'd free the homies (ayy) Ah-ah
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Written by: LeKen Taylor, Sean Matsukawa, Vincent Staples, Zack Sekoff
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