Too Far Songtext
My brother just got out of jail and he doin' well
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Free my nigga Atkins
Free my nigga that's locked
Yeah, he locked up in the box, he ain't make it too far
Went and shot up all his opps
Other homie on the run, but he ain't make it too far
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he hopped up in his getaway car
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Free my nigga Atkins
Free my nigga that's locked
Yeah, he locked up in the box, he ain't make it too far
Went and shot up all his opps
Other homie on the run, but he ain't make it too far
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides
He don't know who to trust, now it's only him and his AR
Yeah, he was slidin'
Turned to a felon, now he can't take trips to islands
Gotta feed his baby mama, she at home, the baby cryin'
He can't take it no more, all his friends out here dyin'
That lil' boy just turnеd eighteen
Don't take my other half, I'd rathеr you take me
Yeah, that boy was a shooter before he start dating
He want out this life, swear this shit is so crazy, yeah
Free my nigga that's locked (That's locked)
Yeah, he locked up in the box, he ain't make it too far (Far, far)
Went and shot up all his opps (Shoot, pow)
Other homie on the run, but he ain't make it too far (Far, far)
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides
He don't know who to trust, now it's only him and his AR
Yeah, yeah, free my nigga Atkins
Me and Ceemo out here and we spazzin'
Big Crip nigga hold the ratchet
Got money in the mattress
Tell you, "Fuck you" in your face with a passion
All up in my business, who askin'?
These Prada boots look good up in the Aspens
Flyest bitch, yeah, I cop the latest fashion
Couple of my niggas came from nothin'
Flipped a couple bricks, turned nothin' into somethin', oh, yeah
Free my nigga that's locked (That's locked)
Yeah, he locked up in the box, he ain't make it too far (Far, far)
Went and shot up all his opps (Shoot, pow)
Other homie on the run, but he ain't make it too far (Far, far)
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides (Yeah, yeah)
He don't know who to trust, now it's only him and his AR
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
It's just me and my niggas, yeah, yeah (Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
Yeah, do it for the ones that's not here (Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
It's just me and my niggas, yeah, yeah (Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
Yeah, do it for the ones that's not here
He don't know who to trust, now it's only him and his AR
Yeah, he was slidin'
Turned to a felon, now he can't take trips to islands
Gotta feed his baby mama, she at home, the baby cryin'
He can't take it no more, all his friends out here dyin'
That lil' boy just turnеd eighteen
Don't take my other half, I'd rathеr you take me
Yeah, that boy was a shooter before he start dating
He want out this life, swear this shit is so crazy, yeah
Free my nigga that's locked (That's locked)
Yeah, he locked up in the box, he ain't make it too far (Far, far)
Went and shot up all his opps (Shoot, pow)
Other homie on the run, but he ain't make it too far (Far, far)
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides
He don't know who to trust, now it's only him and his AR
Yeah, yeah, free my nigga Atkins
Me and Ceemo out here and we spazzin'
Big Crip nigga hold the ratchet
Got money in the mattress
Tell you, "Fuck you" in your face with a passion
All up in my business, who askin'?
These Prada boots look good up in the Aspens
Flyest bitch, yeah, I cop the latest fashion
Couple of my niggas came from nothin'
Flipped a couple bricks, turned nothin' into somethin', oh, yeah
Free my nigga that's locked (That's locked)
Yeah, he locked up in the box, he ain't make it too far (Far, far)
Went and shot up all his opps (Shoot, pow)
Other homie on the run, but he ain't make it too far (Far, far)
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides (Yeah, yeah)
He don't know who to trust, now it's only him and his AR
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
It's just me and my niggas, yeah, yeah (Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
Yeah, do it for the ones that's not here (Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
It's just me and my niggas, yeah, yeah (Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
Yeah, do it for the ones that's not here
