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I get a call, 9 in the morning, I'm reaching for the phone Meech got some work for me, I'm guessing i can tag along East side, Clinton and kelly, i rep my street right Never posted on the block but always keep my heat tight I'm riding in the Mazda with the mazburg Just in case purposes, I'm willing to let you know what my side's worth This nigga want me to troop over to the west I'm wittit for the bread but those situations don't be the best fr Textbooks in the back, they must be Aderlin's Better not be skipping school, that shit'll get me hot again I drop em off, know that kid has way too much potential Even though it ain't for me, that school shit can be essential I been... telling my own kids that, want them to do better This street shit for the losers, i call it fools treasure I been clever, can't play me for no sucka Getting love from both my baby mothers Women are vital, they the ones who keep ya heart in tact, would never disrespect, in fact The lame who put his hands on Pat is gone, but we won't speak on that Pistol on my side, best believe i got the heat in tact Don't know who gone ride on me, eyes open so I'll see attacks My temper something crazy, if I'm angry, all i see is black Angry now, I'm at the spot and I don't know where meech is at I'm getting skeptical, I'm bout to pull off All a sudden, meech approaches with some nigga acting weird Think he tryna set me up, won't be surprising if a cap go off I think I'm bout to catch a body, hope my mac go off Blowing up my baby mommas phone, none of em picking up Worried bout my kids but fuck, this shit just ain't adding up I need to lay low, crib ain't safe, i know I'm hot as fuck I'm thankful i ain't kill em, but that nigga just ran outta luck BM just picked up the phone, bitch where tf you at? "This cop just got shot, wtf you got to do with that?" What? I ain't shoot no cop "The news people matched your whip A witness had described your fit, same shit i saw you with" I hung up, I'm frantic, there was no cop around I'm thinking in my head, is it best to just get out of town? But i ain't shoot no cop, i aimed the glock at meechie's head But after he took shots at me, i need that mother fucker dead I tossed all my damn weed out the window Threw my guns over the bridge, man that shit wasn't so simple Tryna keep a calm mind, ain't nobody even on to you Formulating plans, what the fuck is it i'm gonna do I gotta shorty up in Albany, I'll hit her up Dip out for a minute, inna month, no one'll give a fuck Gotta make a Uie, missed the exit, it just passed my right But soon as i do it boys in blue throw on they flashing lights By now I'm dead weight, i can't keep my head straight I stop the car, but nobody a approaches, this the end state Hear a lot of yelling but they tell me not to move at all I can't believe this is the way I'm gonna take my fall At the time i didn't know who i was following I called you Eddie Mac, the hood called you hollow I ain't really want a role model, did well on my own But the things you did and lessons you taught me did help me grow I was 13, heard that they booked you up in ya work scene Hurt me to see you on in prison, you was the dirt king You always had a bag on you, knew you had weapons but you never had em round me I couldn't help but feel sad for you Showed me my first 100 dollar bill I even watched you beat up this nigga on Kelly, shit i got the chills My god man, i thought you was ill Wanted to be just like you so i copped a Mazda just to rock ya wheels It was ironic cuz you did a lot of bad shit But always yelled at me whenever i had skipped classes Though i was small, always looked out for one another Blood won't make us any closer, i saw you as my big brother Now we speaking thru a phone nigga You were a saint within my eyes, the media had you wrong nigga Least that's what i thought I would have never guessed that you'd pick up a loaded gun and aim it at a fuckin cop What kind of mess you in? I look stupid yellin free my bro with guilty sentencing I just need to get a sentence in witchu, please tell me where the lies be Last time i visited you didn't recognize me Walked, talked different, i ain't seeing ya pride Them crackers up there bleachin ya mind Started crying right in front of you, no way i could hide... All this anger It's like before the visit my heart was stuck inna chamber That day you told me never pray for your release He accepted his fate and found incarcerated peace He aint mean to do what he did, but found god in the process I guess blessings coming up with hidden progress Promise i called but service always gets blocked up You were the first person i thought of when i got locked up I was in there two days and almost lost my mind Can't fathom 20 years, you the strongest of ya kind nigga Partly the reason i don't smoke and always sober Member when you told i should stop being a loner I can't help it dawg, look at what happens you get close to me Somehow you gone get hurt, that's prolly how it's posed to be Glad you fuck with the music, that there is legendary Tryna make it so you don't worry bout commissary If it was up to me, you'd be released tonight And we would be living right and hop right on a flight And trip out to Dubai, you always dreamed of that i ain't forget I promise you I'm gone make it happen and that's a definite You always told me i should tell it how it was In a town with so much hate, you somehow always showed me love nigga
Writer(s): Aderlin Familia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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