Federal

HOOK

I’m riding with it day to day because you never know 

And if I catch another case, nigga federal

Who riding for me? Who gon’ fake and who gon’ let it go?

Between the love and all the hate nigga you never know 

I’m grinding till my paper straight, not tryna let it show 

But it’s so hard to be humble when you getting dough

I made a lot of damn mistakes but I know better though

Between the good and all the bad it’s what you settle for

Verse 1

Could you pardon my rendition, I’m just spitting my game

No artificial, man it’s all official shit in my veins

Out the water it’s a Florida nigga givin em pain 

Simple and plain

And all the real nigga kinda feel em’ the same

Still in the streets, but still in the game 

Shit me and Gutta want like 10 mil a piece 

So you could keep ya lil change

Been real and still feeling the same

Banana clips, still peeling them thangs

Shit dropped, did the ceiling the same 

Captivating from the lyrics I wrote 

I’m activating you spirit 

What you are hearing is soul

Street rhythm with an aggravated tear for my foes 

Watching my peeps and watching all the niggas I know

Cuz I see a lot of shit, it ain’t really what I thought

How the fuck did my bitch keep it realer than my dawgs?

Don’t forget about my jits if a nigga get that call 

And a nigga take that trip

And a nigga don’t come home

HOOK

I’m riding with it day to day because you never know 

And if I catch another case, nigga federal

Who riding for me? Who gon’ fake and who gon’ let it go?

Between the love and all the hate nigga you never know 

I’m grinding till my paper straight, not tryna let it show 

But it’s so hard to be humble when you getting dough

I made a lot of damn mistakes but I know better though

Between the good and all the bad it’s what you settle for

VERSE 2

And I be telling God about my plans but how the Devil know?

You gotta go thru hell before you get to heaven tho

I love my girl and every chance I get I let her know 

If she start tripping then I’m just gon’ get a better hoe

My nigga D-A lost his trial hope they let em go

But it was federal

And plus them crackas got a grudge 

So they just tryna settle scores 

When I go back in front of the judge, they gon’ terminate 

And after that it don’t concern the state, how I’m earning paper

Got a combination turning safe and some journal paper

Made a plan that I can turn to paper, when I learn a caper

Nigga if you broke for now then you can run ya cake up

But you know that looking out is how you earn a favor

Tell me if I’m tripping out cuz I don’t trust nobody 

You know I gotta shine that’s why I hustle bout it

You know it’s cuz of 9 I made a cuff about it

And if I pull it out I’m finna bust somebody 

HOOK (Repeat 2X)

I’m riding with it day to day because you never know 

And if I catch another case, nigga federal

Who riding for me? Who gon’ fake and who gon’ let it go?

Between the love and all the hate nigga you never know 

I’m grinding till my paper straight, not tryna let it show 

But it’s so hard to be humble when you getting dough

I made a lot of damn mistakes but I know better though

Between the good and all the bad it’s what you settle for