Feds Listenin (Durk Lil)

I'mma tell you how my people went to jail, ya feel me Doin' life, 50 plus (Free 'em) Feds people took my people down Then they got caught with them M's Let them niggas out, man I Heard The Feds Listenin My momma, told me, Chrisy Louie, had the feds wit 'em My momma, know I'm hard, body, and I ain't scared nigga Born in 92, I grew up wit no dad nigga And when I catch 'em he a dead nigga (bang!) This is for my niggas wit the feds nigga It's so fucked up, we talkin' glass nigga Your nigga move that dope, that glass nigga (that work, work) I wish my nigga used that mask nigga They gave you 40 from that last case 2 chains on but I'mma add base Tryna' throw Rico, gave me head, face Then then they tried to snake me in that red tape I Heard The Feds Listenin Nigga you a wangsta and you ain't pop none My hits like Mustard in the studio, shit I drop some What you know bout wakin' up, into then block slums? Can't call back, but you know they wanna couple hunnids My barber for my kids, like hey I'm out a job Free my niggas, doing Collard Greens like Lamar 3oo, for that Rico, there's not a lot of us You can't join us, no these beaters need a lot of trust He in that low life, like where he go wrong at? I told that nigga, that line phoned tapped He bust a beat right here, flexin' cuz he don't blo out He got the message, don't think that nigga got the wrong LL *Phone ring* "Hello" "What up bro what's wrong" *Laughs* "Wrapping up these bricks" Keepin' it flowin' where you at, you ready?" "Ok bitch, where you at?" "Yeah, I'm downtown on my way down there now" "I'm gonna grab my son, take him back to the crib" "I'm gon' shoot down to the burbs right now" "How many bricks you need?" "Hey, you know what all the shit you have" "Alright let's do it, say no more" "I got 10 bricks for you, let's get it"