[Chorus] Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had I really wish I had, I really wish I had I really wish I wasn't so sad, Michael Jackson, bad, huh Rob him with no mask, yeah Cut his throat with glass, yeah Stuck in my ways, in way too deep It took a lot of pain and heartbreak just for me to see I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week
[Verse 1] Niggas rap 'bout it, but they don't even know the half They don't even know the half They don't even know the half You was never in them trenches with me gettin' that fast cash Gettin' that fast cash Gettin' that fast cash (Yeah) Fuck Hollywood, bitch, I'm in the hood forever, hmm Mama say I'm foolish, mama know she taught me better, ayy Streets made me numb, save your tears, please don't shed 'em, ayy Nina on my hip, get it poppin' like a kettle Free my daddy, free my brother, free my other brothers too This for all my young niggas who been really goin' through it I was locked up five months, and ain't nobody write but you Mama care if no one else care, know they say the truth, yeah
[Chorus] Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had I really wish I had, I really wish I had I really wish I wasn't so sad, Michael Jackson, bad, huh Rob him with no mask, yeah Cut his throat with glass, yeah Stuck in my ways, in way too deep It took a lot of pain and heartbreak just for me to see I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week
[Verse 2] I know it killed, my daddy wasn't there and he showed no support He took his own course, now he up the road, North He ain't even show up to court But I'm a bigger sport (Sport) Still love that little bitty whore (Whore) I'm still your second little boy I mean no disrespect, but mama, this just how I feel Why you out here lookin' for love? I heard that love kills I got so much money on me, could change your life for real Be your knight in shining armor like I'm made of steel I feel like Jody, her baby boy, huh, yeah Tell me grow up, can't play with toys, yeah I got a little son, had to make a choice, yeah Should I use my hand, should I use my voice? Yeah And you's the first one to tell me "You gon' die or go to jail, playin' in these streets" Had to see it for myself 'cause I ain't believe I've been goin' through the system since I was 15 (Yeah)
[Chorus] Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had I really wish I had, I really wish I had I really wish I wasn't so sad, Michael Jackson, bad, huh Rob him with no mask, yeah Cut his throat with glass, yeah Stuck in my ways, in way too deep It took a lot of pain and heartbreak just for me to see I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this weekTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
