[Hook - 2x's] I got n***as down the road Waiting on an appeal Living life through a pen I hope they get that appeal I hope they get that appeal [Verse 1] I just opened up the mailbox Four letters from my n***as Who f**ed-up in the system Who got they head up with no max date Just to add them n***as to the state Don't give a f** who life they take away You get cha time and they just walk away Now you riding in that dirt lane Shackled in chains 'Bout some petty change That's what folks say Cause you thinking about cha kids And they ain't got a thang [Hook - 2x's] [Verse 2] John Gotti did his time A street n***a told on him Alpo, he doing his time A street n***a told on him Guy Fisher did his time A street n***a told on him Big Meechie doing his time A street n***a told on him In the streets, you don't wanna get caught up With them dope boy products You gonna need a appeal You gonna need a appeal Only snitches get deals Only snitches get deals [Hook - 2x's]