[Verse 1] I ain’t going back to jail bro Nasty ass food thug Can’t sleep on lock down at night and shit thug I used to love when my kids come visit me But tears in my eyes when they leave Cause I can’t leave with them you know I ain’t trying to go through that shit no more I’m through with that shit forreal
I go back to that mother-fucka They go talk about me like a dog And this why
[Hook] I don’t wanna go away Cause I know how these bitches play I just wanna ball and stay Don’t wanna grey off in that place Free, well , food still on my plate Don’t want no CO’s in my face I don’t wanna go away And miss my people everyday Cause if I’m locked up I can’t get paid Or hear none of my records get played Or put more money in my safe Had me wishing I would have stayed I don’t wanna go away
[Verse 1] I don’t wanna go back Nigga go change and I know that All my little change they go blow that No drink back asking where the 4 at I know they get grimy so Don’t wanna hurt momma no Don’t wanna eat slob no more I wanna eat, pop a dough Probably hit the booth from Atlantic Hoes go jump out the Boosie Titanic With the quickness Niggas go turn into bitches Michael Jordan don’t need pimping Who go answer everytime I call Who go take my lil boy to the mall Can’t leave cause I’m up in my prime But the bigger the harder they fall Did years behind that wall Tears behind that wall Fight kick throw shit But I promise you Bitch no fear behind that wall Rather Roll in my Rolls Cut my hair when I want to Bath when I want to, ride in ma slab when I want to If I go right back man I know what they go do
[Hook] I don’t wanna go away Cause I know how these bitches play I just wanna ball and stay Don’t wanna grey off in that place Free, well , food still on my plate Don’t want no CO’s in my face I don’t wanna go away And miss my people everyday Cause if I’m locked up I can’t get paid Or hear none of my records get played Or put more money in my safe Had me wishing I would have stayed I don’t wanna go away
[Verse 2] I’m good right here I ain’t tryna go nowhere If it ain’t about freedom if it ain’t about money You ain’t go see Ro there (see Ro there) Hating ass niggas tryna make me lose my cool But I ain’t gon go there You already know the king of the ghetto A fool will leave a nigga with no hair Then ima have to get a bond Ima have to get a lawyer Ima have to press for the docket Up early in the motherfucking morning Let the metal detector take everything out my pocket You know i’m pose to be drop head With a bad bitch all up in her Till she telling me to stop it I ain’t nothing but a baller tryna shoot my shot The judge and the prosecutor tryna block it It’s all go my deep ends like man to man They wanna catch me selling something hand to hand No roof Chris commissary bag in hand In the penitentiary wishing for a dark caravan And all my real niggas doing that time I know they feel me For something I had in my pocket I’m looking at a dime they tryna kill me
[Hook] I don’t wanna go away Cause I know how these bitches play I just wanna ball and stay Don’t wanna grey off in that place Free, well , food still on my plate Don’t want no CO’s in my face I don’t wanna go away And miss my people everyday Cause if I’m locked up I can’t get paid Or hear none of my records get played Or put more money in my safe Had me wishing I would have stayed I don’t wanna go awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
