S.N.I.T.C.H. (feat. Pharrell)

Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home Well, the walls are talkin' to me and I know you think I'm wrong But, sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey! Now when the phone start to clickin', your words start to echo Say you got to hang up but that man won't let go Oh, my nigga, say it ain't so Now we speakin' on some niggas that he say he ain't know We used to steal dirt bikes, dodge raindrops So close niggas thought we had the same pops Graduated, gettin' money on the same blocks But things changed and we ain't end up in the same box Hearin' whispers, "it ain't adding up" Givin' you the jailhouse talk but you ain't mad enough I never thought I'd be the last man standin' up I never thought I'd had have to question, 'Were you man enough?' Long letters how the streets got the best of you Tellin' all your cellies how come I ain't sitting next to you Yeah, see I can read between the lines So it's awkward when you call and I gotta press 5 Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home I think the Feds are lookin' through me, can't you hear it in my tone? So, then sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey! Got me tiptoeing through the conversation on our calls Tryna act normal but the writin's on the walls It's like I hear you smilin' when you heard they hit the wall But I just let it ride so I don't be the next to fall "They sayin' Terrion been getting money while I'm gone And won't he tryna to holla at my bitch when I was home" "Nah, he selling cars, it'd be him and Lil Rome" I'm just tryna offset what he was sayin' on my phone Nowadays niggas don't need shovels to bury you Pointin' fingers like pallbearers how they carry you So much for death before dishonor Might as well have a robe and gavel like Your Honor I just sit and wonder, play it by the numbers When you ride like lightnin' then you crash like thunder Seen your baby mama, she ain't even know if she should speak What the fuck is there to say knowing her king's now weak sayin' Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home Well, the walls are talkin' to me and I know you think I'm wrong But, sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey! Let's talk real niggas, let's speak real, nigga How many niggas you knew snitchin' you ain't killed, nigga? Covered his own tracks, he didn't care that We had a legacy he killed, I got to wear that Every move we ever made is gettin' stared at I bet the man inside his mirror doesn't stare back Break your heart when the man you call your brother Be the same one that set in motion all them undercovers Called my mom mother, was at my graduation When I signed my record deal you was my motivation Uh, from great friends now it's no affiliation Divided by the time he was facin', once he told me that Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home I think the Feds are looking through me, can't you hear it in my tone? So, then sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey!