Choppa OG

Lyrics

Welcome to Texas
Converse City Music
Yeah shit to my nigas doing that FED time
Cold walls… steel doors…
Real ones know (woo)
Skrrt… yeah… DJ K Sam drop that beat

Did some fed time, learned the hard way ⛓️
Cold nights, long fights, countin’ dark days
Steel bars, locked doors, feel the weight heavy
But a real one stand tall when the world get messy

Did some fed time, yeah the pain real deep
No clock, no freedom, just the nights no sleep
But the mind stay strong, gotta hold that line
When you walk back out, better shine one time

Wake up to the clang of the steel door slam
Same gray wall every day, same program
Guards yell loud, count time, stand straight
Whole life pause when you stuck in that gate

Letters from the fam keep the spirit alive
Every word like gold just to help you survive
Seen strong men break when the nights got long
So I learned real quick how to keep my mind strong

Concrete bed and the lights stay bright
Dreamin’ bout freedom in the middle of the night
Ain’t nobody there when the pain run deep
Just your thoughts and the silence when you can’t get sleep

Did some fed time, learned the hard way ⛓️
Cold nights, long fights, countin’ dark days
Steel bars, locked doors, feel the weight heavy
But a real one stand tall when the world get messy

Did some fed time, yeah the pain real deep
No clock, no freedom, just the nights no sleep
But the mind stay strong, gotta hold that line
When you walk back out, better shine one time

Yard time short but the tension stay high
Every step careful, every look from the eye
Some cats lost hope, some cats lost years
Seen grown men hide they pain in their tears

But I kept my head up, had a plan in sight
Every push-up, every prayer through the night
Told myself one day I’ma walk out this bitch free
And the world gon’ see what they tried to bury in me and created the beast Choppa OG

Time move slow when you locked in a cage
But a strong mind turn pain into rage
Now I walk with wisdom, scars in my mind
Fed time taught me how to survive the grind

Did some fed time, learned the hard way ⛓️
Cold nights, long fights, countin’ dark days
Steel bars, locked doors, feel the weight heavy
But a real one stand tall when the world get messy

Did some fed time, yeah the pain real deep
No clock, no freedom, just the nights no sleep
But the mind stay strong, gotta hold that line
When you walk back out, better shine and get back on the grind.

Yeah Niga this just not talk, I lives this shit
Real ones know what them walls feel like…
But the story ain’t over.
Freedom taste different after fed time. (skrrt) Welcome to Texas