[Verse 1: ISO] Everyday when I wake up I be thinkin' about where I have been So I hop in a whip and drive by the jail that I was in Burn an L for the homies that ain't commin' home doin' life in the pen So fucked up that he got taken away from the wife and the kids I find myself tryna get back in a good grace of the Lord But I'm hungry, broke and I'm lonely and I can't take anymore So I grab my hoodie, put the mask on and I head straight for the store Now I'm shackled and cuffed in the back of the truck and I'm facin' the floor Snap out of it, I'm free, they're gone, not me Who's wrong? Who's innocent? Who's guilty? Scott free Still mental slaves they're not free Blood runin' through the concrete Get caught up in the wrong thing, can't defend yourself then you cannot speak They wanna leave this world, just close their curtains forever Cause all we do is kill each other, at least the system working together And I pray for my son, cause I ain't ever seen no happy home So I smoke and I drink tryna hide this pain, yeah, daddy's gone
[Hook: Khadijah Lopez] Cause there's now way, I'ma sit here sober Watchin' all go down, down, down Wake me up when it's over Come wake like no, no no This is the saddest shit you ever heard like no, no no I don't agree, no ‘course I know they knock it I'ma have to let it ride out Of past in my hideout And there's nothing you can do ‘bout it ‘Cause there ain't no way I'ma sit here sober
[Verse 2: ISO] I take another blunt to the head, I take another bottle to the face Then I get on in front of the Chevy, I'm strapped up, yep I got it on my waist I get so wild, cause I'm so paranoid, voices tellin' me to kill ‘em please It's evident my medicine ain't workin' and I'm feelin' like Pac on my enemies My gun's my only homie, ridin' all by my lonely, don't try me, you don't know me Feelin' like everybody owe me, I don't speak appropriate Drowsy off amphetamines and opiates Tryna give me a Bible, I won't read it, my soul bleedin, my soul bleed I'm focusing on my passion fool, these niggas sweeter than passion fruit No love for a bitch get her ass then through, got a blunt but nobody to pass it to But that's just who I am, got a nine inside of my hand And I blast it too, so fuck it, I'm a sicko psycho solitary nigga with an attitude Yea, I apologise, ‘cause I've had a few and I don't wanna be the one to say this But I'm fadin' back in to my old ways, so I pray for my son ‘cause I ain't ever seen no happy home So I smoke and I drink tryna hide this pain yep daddy's gone
[Hook: Khadijah Lopez] Cause there's now way, I'ma sit here sober Watchin' it all go down, down, down Wake me up when it's over Come wake like no, no no This is the saddest shit you ever heard like no, no no I don't agree, no ‘course I know they knock it I'ma have to let it ride out Of past in my hideout And there's nothing you can do ‘bout it ‘Cause there ain't no way I'ma sit here soberTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
