Know what Ive been going through lately? Sometimes I I get depressed I might overeat or I might not eat Sometimes I get to buying shit I dont even need Clothes that Im never gon wear I get to entertaining old relationships and shit
Real ones know the shoes that I walk in Had to make it out I had no option Hit the cell or the block or the coffin Had to make it out I had no option Lock me up and throw away the key Aint no care bout a nigga like me so I Stack it up I got this shit poppin Had to make it out I had no option (yeah)
I had just finished the prison stint Without the presumption of innocence The system dont look at me different When Im only tryna do something legitimate My children been mad at they mothers Like When is our daddy coming home? We video visit on FaceTime But they like a thousand miles away Christian Louboutin I got my spikes on now Fall off in the morning look like girls go wild Im in Chiraq and you know how Im livin Im one in a million its a dangerous city Im still tryna see where the f*ck I offended When all that I did was get caught with a pistol Chief of parole was a black man Or in better words another nigga You know you lied on me on the stand Im still tryna see what I did him Went to trial in federal court knowing I was gon lose Even when the verdict got rendered Ill still be a bread winner
Real ones know the shoes that I walk in Had to make it out I had no option Hit the cell or the block or the coffin Had to make it out I had no option Lock me up and throw away the key Aint no care bout a nigga like me so I
Stack it up I got this shit poppin Had to make it out I had no option
I thought when I got out of jail in Florida I wouldnt sit in a cell again Broke the lil promise I made to my daughter That I wouldnt put her through hell again The man in the mirror look at me and whispered You gotta get better control of your businesses Quit being stubborn whenever you suffer The people that suffer the most are your children Flew her in from Houston got my ice on now Lick on her lil body til the lights go out Up end of my circumstance in my section Im labeled a shooter People that dont even know me So how in the f*ck they controlling my future? All of the people who matter be smilin I know that they proud of me Holdin it down up the road on a bid Everybody that doubted me Flew baby in from Houston got my ice on now Lick on her lil body til the lights go out
Real ones know the shoes that I walk in Had to make it out I had no option Hit the cell or the block or the coffin Had to make it out I had no option Lock me up and throw away the key Aint no care bout a nigga like me so I Stack it up I got this shit poppin Had to make it out I had no option
Til the lights go out You know sometimes I uh I-I I get I get depressed you know and I cant move and I I might get on Instagram and slide in the DM of a bitch That I used to talk with and I Fly baby in from Houston got my ice on now Lick on her lil body til the lights go out Until the lights go out oh
نحن نستخدم ملفات تعريف الارتباط (كوكيز) لفهم كيفية استخدامك لموقعنا ولتحسين تجربتك. من خلال الاستمرار في استخدام موقعنا ، فإنك توافق على استخدامنا لملفات تعريف الارتباط.
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