Should Be

Solo I love you And Frenchwood I love you I wrote this for y'all I wasn't supposed to be here now I'm fucking back again I was free, and now I'm back up in them shackles man I tried to slow my life down I'm living even faster damn Here's a set of rules from me to you I hope you follow them Rule one always keep your money in a knot Rule two don't forget to keep your gun cocked Rule number three don't go fucking with no fucking cop Last but most importantly don't never ever fucking stop I should be making money but I'm in a cell locked My homies should be free but they were there when I got caught I should be killing beats but now I can't even drop I'm supposed to lead my team instead I'm crying in this box I should be on my grind instead I'm in a cell block It should've been my time instead I'm racing against the clock I shouldn't be behind I need to be on fucking top I need to find my fucking mind but it's still out there somewhere lost I should give her the world but I still disappoint my moms She wanted a girl instead I got a fucking cock I should've changed my ways I need to be more like my pops Should've been a nerd but of course I had to go and rob I should be making friends but I keep making fucking ops Supposed to calm down but my head still keep on getting hot I should've seen the light but something got my vision blocked Should be making millions I ain't even got a fucking job I should be making moves not left in a cell to rot Should be using words but I get too deep up in my thoughts My minds a roller coaster I'm just waiting for the drop I wish I was someone else but I know that I'm fucking not Rule one always keep your money in a knot Rule two don't forget to keep your gun cocked Rule number three don't go fucking with no fucking cop Last but most importantly don't never ever fucking stop I should be making money but I'm in a cell locked My homies should be free but they were there when I got caught I should be killing beats but now I can't even drop I'm supposed to lead my time instead I'm crying in this box I'm supposed to make it out what is all this shit about Instead, I'm stuck in this trap my feet won't leave the ground I should be stacking money up and find a paper route Instead, I'm broke as fuck just trying to find a way to pay the house I should be flipping pounds, not just smoking down I should be getting out there nobody hear my sound Should be smoking with my bro's instead I'm here trying to shout Across this fucking cell block hoping they can hear me now I should be loving life but this shit is whack as fuck I should be home tonight instead I'm still locked up I should be doing right I guess that I'm the problem huh Can't even get my act together maybe its the fucking drugs I shouldn't hate the world I should be full of love I should be a good soul not another fucking thug It's gotten to the point where I don't even know what to trust Don't even know myself anymore, where the fuck is Dvbz Rule one always keep your money in a knot Rule two don't forget to keep your gun cocked Rule number three don't go fucking with no fucking cop Last but most importantly don't never ever fucking stop I should be making money but I'm in a cell locked My homies should be free but they were there when I got caught I should be killing beats but now I can't even drop I'm supposed to lead my team instead I'm crying in this box Drug use so abusive changing how I'm moving So stupid decisions, decisions, I'm not good at choosing What would you do if you was in my shoes So tired of walking around feeling like I'm clueless Got the will and the skill to make it just have to prove it Should be doing shit productive I've just been a nuisance Menace to society, selfish, acting foolish Need remorse inside of me oh well, I guess I'm ruthless I got people counting on me I'm just fucking losing If I take another L I swear that I'm going to fucking lose it This struggle inside of me, has me acting looney Finally decided to try and rant this shit up off the looseleaf Called momma on that phone, all I could say was oops I'm going to make this shit right if it's the last thing I do Ain't even have an appetite no more, fuck food Should be getting views for my music not on local news Rule one always keep your money in a knot Rule two don't forget to keep your gun cocked Rule number three don't go fucking with no fucking cop Last but most importantly don't never ever fucking stop I should be making money but I'm in a cell locked My homies should be free but they were there when I got caught I should be killing beats but now I can't even drop I'm supposed to lead my team instead I'm crying in this box Yeah, I wrote this from inside the cell And to the rest of my team and my family Stay up for me, please