| Let the band play |
| Band- |
| I pour this Wock', I roll this za, I let my mind wander |
| These crackas tryna take their time from us |
| They say we menace to society, said we dangerous |
| But they don’t know that all them murders helped the pain adjust |
| Can’t go out bad, yeah, boy, I keep that cutter |
| If they take me, we gon' fall, yeah, that’s my mind structure |
| Chris out the QB, how the fuck is y’all gon' call for help? |
| I cry tears all the time, but these tears make a rich puddle |
| Grindin' for my life, these crackas tryna take my freedom |
| Act like I don’t do everything just to help my |
| Call me once, I promise you, it won’t be a secret |
| shot me with a Desert Eagle |
| I watch my step, 'cause I know they wanna take my place |
| I helped my baby brother teeth and helped them say they grace |
| Say I’m the best Daddy ever, that feelin' you can’t take |
| No matter how long they tried to lock me down in that cage |
| My bitch she ridin', she tell me, «Don't worry 'bout a thing» |
| I ask her how not to worry, they tryna take my name |
| fame, these nigga, yeah, they don’t feel my pain |
| I keep it calm, but on the inside I go insane |
| I never run when in my time, nigga, I burn your flame |
| And all these pussy niggas can’t wait 'til I get detained |
| Ain’t gotta worry 'bout the young nigga fuckin' they main |
| Ain’t gotta worry 'bout that young nigga on top of the game |
| I pour this Wock', I roll this za, I let my mind wander |
| These crackas tryna take their time from us |
| They say we menace to society, said we dangerous |
| But they don’t know that all them murders helped the pain adjust |
| Can’t go out bad, yeah, boy, I keep that cutter |
| If they take me, we gon' fall, yeah, that’s my mind structure |
| Chris out the QB, how the fuck is y’all gon' call for help? |
| I cry tears all the time, but these tears make a rich puddle |
| My Mama caught me cryin', tell me she can’t go to sleep |
| Every car, every radio, all she hear is me |
| 'Member I was just strugglin', couldn’t buy nothin' to eat |
| Now she think of me everytime that she hear a beat |
| My boy, he sick, my youngins don’t know how I’ma leave |
| Everywhere we go they say he a mirror of me |
| If I keep goin' back to the judge, don’t know how I’ma preach |
| If I keep goin' back to the judge, don’t know how I’ma teach |
| My girl, she fire, yeah, my princess |
| Y’all don’t know how that shit feel that they takin' 'em from me |
| That shit gon' kill my baby so she see me in that thing |
| She love her Daddy more than anything, |
| , my lil' soldier, he gon' hold it down |
| If he don’t know you, I promise you, you won’t come around |
| 'bove my lil' lady, 'bove my lil' baby girl |
| I couldn’t believe I just brought junior in that cold world |
| I pour this Wock', I roll this za, I let my mind wander |
| These crackas tryna take their time from us |
| They say we menace to society, said we dangerous |
| But they don’t know that all them murders helped the pain adjust |
| Can’t go out bad, yeah, boy, I keep that cutter |
| If they take me, we gon' fall, yeah, that’s my mind structure |
| Chris out the QB, how the fuck is y’all gon' call for help? |
| I cry tears all the time, but these tears make a rich puddle |
| Pour this Wock', I roll this za, I let my mind wander |
| These crackas tryna take their time from us |
| They say we menace to society, said we dangerous |
| But they don’t know that all them murders helped the pain adjust |
| Can’t go out bad, yeah, boy, I keep that cutter |
| If they take me, we gon' fall, yeah, that’s my mind structure |
| Chris out the QB, how the fuck is y’all gon' call for help? |
| I cry tears all the time, but these tears make a rich puddle |