INTRO Lyrics

I did some time in jail, so it's hard to care about a bitch

Niggas don't wanna fight no more, so I gotta keep me a stick

I treat my ex like she don't exist

Sitting in that cell reminisce bout giving both my kids a kiss

I was going through hell, didn't know if I would ever touch the bricks

Fuck it, I ain't coming back to this

When I come home, My word is Bond a nigga gon' get rich

Did that bid alone, now the fake love coming riding dick

Be there for my downs just like my ups, don't ever leave my hip

Since my grandma died, the people I love been leaving ever since

It was hard times I had to go through, but nothing I couldn't handle

Momma couldn't afford to buy us new sneaks, so we had to wear our sandals

It was plenty times had our lights cut off, so we had to light a candle

One bedroom apartment with all my siblings fighting over channels

Before I walk in, open up doors for any woman, I was always taught to be gentle

Shorty asked me why it's so hard for me to love, I told her it's confidential

I'd rather let a nigga live before I take him from his kids

If he try to take me away from mine, he gotta die, that's how it is

It's only one time for me to go away, it's no more bids

I made mistakes with no regrets, it's in the past, I did what I did

Tears falling down my face, I'm bout to start a flood

Brody died throwing up big B's, he signed his name in blood

Turn, turn, turn me up, you rocking with DJ Min, the youngest in charge

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