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Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
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(J-J-J-J-J.R) On the prison bus, can't jump out the window, it's a gate See it in my face, I got a L in the state Thinkin' to myself, "I could have took them - on a chase" C.O's on bull- if you ain't the same race (damn) Won't understand what happened I thought you was big time I told 'em, "Karma came back, I had to get mine" (I had to) I hit the cell by myself, really sick now But this what it is when you the opposite of 6ix9ine A month passed, I been tryna call my - (damn) She ain't pickin' up, I sent some - to her crib (go check her out) It's crazy, I left all my money with that - Lawyers gotta get paid and ain't no money on my - (this - bull-) She pick up, like, "-, you ain't realize I'm leavin'?" (What?) "When I got you, I know you hurtin' and you need it" (man) I gave your mama 50, but the rest of that I'm keepin' (okay) -, You got life, where you at, you ain't gon' need it (alright) She hung up, I felt the words in my chest My mama out here trippin', now she playin' with a check (she green) I love her but I know she ain't really got my back She the type to buy a 'Vette, hit the mall, blow the rest (better be gone) Everybody after that I called - on me (straight up) I know the bros doin' bad, they depended on me (damn) I'm in here with a sword, I'm around different homies Can't hide that, I gotta hit the yard with it on me (got that - on me) Years passed and I ain't get no visits, no mail (at all) Ain't got no hope for gettin' out 'cause I won't tell (I'm silent) Beef on this prison bid, I ain't takin' no Ls (none) Came back from yard and - cleared out my whole cell (where all my -?) They tryna get to me, it worked, I'm on took (I'm on it) I told my neighbor, "Let me holler at you real quick" (ayy, come here) I said, "I got a band, tell me who hit the lick?" (Who you see?) A good spin move, I ain't gon' give this - He like, "That's a bet, but I only know where one at He in cell 30, go there, you might not come back This the number where I need you to send that one stack 313" I walked away on his dumbass (fuck off, nigga) I'm 'bout to - the yard up (fuck it up), butcher - Do 'em dirty, whoever in cell 30 gettin' carved up I'm feelin' like I went dead, let me charge up Still doin' drills, - better have they guard up (have your guard up) I blow down on cell 30 and it's open (I'm in here) But ain't nobody here, I move demon, -, I'm posted (I'm chillin') Later on, - came back but ain't noticed (what up?) I came from behind a - locker and now they frozen (it's bitch, bitch) Hit the first - in his neck, he started chokin' (bitch) The other - threw his hands up like he posin' Put that metal to that - head like a Trojan (Trojan) Spartan (spartan), knight (knight) Smoke 'em with a knife (smoke 'em with a knife) Take somethin' from me I'ma come back for your life (come back for your life) A - say my name, he gon' tell you I'm a striker (striker) Half of the - I shot was tryna fight (got blew down) The police took me to the hole later on that night (fuck) Now I'm locked up (damn), washed up (that's crazy) Stole from me and got popped up (damn) Locked up (locked up), washed up (washed up) Stole from me and got popped up (they got popped the fuck up) My sharks let me drown (my sharks let me drown) My baby left me to die (my baby left me to die) Can't even get myself off the ground (can't even get myself off the ground) And I won't even try (fuck it), I can't even lie (fuck it) My mama let me down (my mama let me down) My enemies not alive (my enemies not alive) Brodie tryna take my place, I'm not around (damn) And I can't even cry, I won't even lie I get a letter, I'm like, "- is this about?" (Who this?) I'm thinkin' like "This ain't for me, it went the wrong route" (this ain't for me) I seen a name instantly and lose all doubt (damn) This the - that had all them cameras on her house (she got that shit) She like, "Dear Tee, I feel so ashamed Guilt-trippin', feelin' like I took you out the game Your - turned on you, they don't even say your name And your cousin 'bout to have a baby with your main" (that's crazy) "But - all that, I'm tryna get you out the pen" The lawyer told me we can appeal that and win You got a good chance, we gon' fight that - again I still got that money, we gon' pay the lawyer ten" (say less) "Don't ask why, I just had to come and get you" (okay) "Probably the last thing you wanna hear, but I miss you I feel like you the realest even though we had our issues You ain't had to get mad and hit me with that pistol" I'm - up, America wouldn't expect it (damn) I was 'bout to die in prison, now I got an exit (out this bitch) The ones that left me was the ones I respected (no cap) I got my life back, nah -, ain't need a blessin' (ain't need a blessin') We hit court, I'm nervous, can't even front (I'm scared) The lawyer got to eatin' that - up like a lunch (goin' crazy) The cameras saw a - with a hoodie and a gun Girl said it wasn't me, the prosecutor lookin' dumb (talk yo' shit) The judge like, "That ain't what you said last trial, woman" She like, "That's my man and he cheated so I lied on him" (no cap) "But in all honesty, he innocent," Judge shook his head looked at her Looked at me and he dismissed that - (let's get it) Back home (back home), first day out I'm bendin' her over, her back strong (her back strong) Gotta call my plug, that business, we back on (let's get to it) All them boys that left me in prison get stepped on Ayy, get down on my knees, say, "Thank you," to Jesus Christ (amen) Ol' girl came and helped but this shit ain't right If she testified once, then she'll do it twice I can't do it right now, but soon, I'ma take her life (this bitch a rat)
Writer(s): Terry Sanchez Wallace, Martin Rafeal Mc Curtis, Filip Dariusz Stefanczyk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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