Don Q – #Freeda9 (feat. Rowdy Rebel) (Corner Stories Reloaded Album)


My dog on the run
It’s big house, big couch with a balcony
Yeah, free GS9 nigga
My niggas so different
Catch a charge then I leave state
Take care of the killers, the hood and the children
He ‘gon end up missing
I got killers waiting on release dates
Tryna get in touch with my mommy
If he move, we blitz it
‘Cause the day you lack, my niggas is killing

I put my hood on my back first nigga
To the top we go, to the top of the ceiling
I’m in the alley with the free base
My chain is a ton
Gotta read in between the lines
Build pops a home, just to go chill in
But I was commited
Ain’t no chill button
That shit about 4 foot
But how you gon’ stop a nigga that ain’t like me?
Gotta watch who you trust nigga
All of this clarity

I do this shit for the ghetto nigga
Shout out to Meek Milly, real OGs always look out for me
Calmly, shitting with the army
I’m taking drugs for the therapy
[Verse 2: Rowdy Rebel]
[Verse 1: Rowdy Rebel]
He just had a son but apparently
I’m the dope that the boat pushed
He said them folks tryna bury me
Certain things you gotta keep in mind
It ain’t no fear in me
Used to ride on them niggas block everyday

Free all my niggas locked down
[Bridge: Rowdy Rebel]
I don’t know why they comparing me
Just to see her sons living properly
Wishing that they can get near to me
Nowadays it’ll be the close ones
Nigga we shitting
Tryna go rock, niggas tryna rock me
For the niggas tryna get they weed laced
She was just under my pics and he saw it
I am the one
And it’s overnight
It’s only one
Who are these niggas? They so shooked
Big up to Brooklyn nigga like shotta days
So now when I get it, with me and my brother
You gotta respect that
GS9, we too 9
I mean strapped with a glizzy, looking for niggas
I’m the crack when the coke cook
Real nigga, free the 9
When I get that million
Just say a prayer if you care for me
I’m famous so I move carefully
What about them buildings
Better mind your business
My chain hot, Kilo look
I throw your bitch in the whip and I floor it
Then he went tryna report it
Look at my city nigga, that shit on flames
But everyday I’m with my ICM, sapase
Do you see my vision?
We never speak on the phone cause they hearing me
We still in cocky, get it with the posse
It is not fair to me
Yeah, came in from nothing nigga
Shit changed when the folks come
No more bandos or public lobbies
Philippé plates when I eat steak
I’ll let Cueno go get em ’cause Cueno so with it
No heat, no water, no toilet to shit in
Everyday with a Glock ’cause them niggas was killing
For my block, for my hood, for my gang, for my niggas, for all my fallen soldiers

Shades? I Christian Dior it
I tell her, "me and Fetti good", thanks to Poplottie
Look how they staring me
To all of my niggas so yeah I was with it
I do it for the real
Nigga this must be a parody
I was strapped with a glizzy
Don’t start no shit, if you ain’t ‘gon finish
Pay attention, gotta see the signs
2014 Nigga my life done changed
It’s clear to me
That I’m the nigga that the streets praise
I keep a gun
[Interlude: Don Q]
If I see him, I swish ’em
I come from the 9 hoe
What about my living?
They gone tell em all about your coke run
I ain’t forget about none of y’all, gang
[Verse 3: Don Q]
Raising my funds like a charity
Google me nigga, just go look
Kemar got a prison
Remember I couldn’t afford it
The rent due and we couldn’t ignore it
Put your niggas in position to make bosses
I don’t sleep late
It’s not a pair in me
Furniture put in the storage
RIP all my felons, free the felons
Put in work nigga each day
And I bet them hating niggas still doubting me
‘Cause I remember who was there for me
I know how it feel to take loses
I took over the streets single-handedly nigga

I got a bag, I pile up the stash of hundreds
Bet it hurt your feelings
Nigga that’s a C-note book