A Desperate Man

Uh
Yo, it's Jae
Uh

Laying back on the block, with a dub in my sock
In case 5-0 pull up, tryna put us in the box
Got my hand on my waist, and I'm finna let it pop
Cause these opps wanna see my family put me in a box
Lay me in the ground, let a nigga rot
Heart is so cold but the barrel hot
How we 'sposed to make it out alive
If they tryin take my life cause i got a little shine
Hating on me? that's a bitch behavior
God told me always love thy neighbor
But I'm down to take you out for the paper
If the shorty ain't worth it, don't save her
If the shorty ain't worth it, don't save her

Uh
It's Me
Uh

I walk the late night
Getting money
For you and me to live
So we don't have go back to that one studio apartment
I don't want us starving
Looking for a bargain
Gotta go get it so I'm up every morning
Sometimes I cry 'fore I even get to yawning
Had to stick him up with no fair warning

Now I'm on the run from the state
Louie V luggage for the pain
Number on my head, fuck a case
Mama I'm just tryna do great

So I had to pull up, 4-5 deep
Walked in alone
The rest stayed in the Jeep
Told him it was like bout 30 for the ki
But I ain't got no work
It's a stick up kid
Just give up the cash, won't be no shit
But he put up a fight
Didn't wanna live
So my goons came in
And they do what they did

Now I'm on the run from the state
Louie V luggage for the pain
Number on my head, fuck a case
Mama I'm just tryna do great

Ayo what's good Scoob?
Yo what's good man. How you been?
Same shit, you already
Yo it take you long to get here?
Naw naw naw, it took me like 20 minutes
Aight man, bet
Yeah so you got that?
Yeah nigga I got that but DO YOU got the money?
Of course nigga, what do you think? Yeah I got money
Yeah nigga, So what's up?
Aight. So where it at?
It ain't here right now but you can give up that cash right now
What the fuck is you talking about?
Yo you know what it is
Son, what fuck is you- Naw that's not how it's going down
Don't play stupid man
Son what?
Yo give me the bag, Yo give me the bag!

I ain't mean to kill him mama
Swear to God I'm sick
Just tryna put a deposit on a brand new crib
The troopers looking for me
Put cuffs on my wrists
But I ain't going out like that
Bitch I gotta resist
Tell my baby that I love her
Please give her a kiss
I did this for us, so you could live like a queen
I always thought it'd be better than this
The grass always greener but it ain't what it seems
Called on me, I forgot to answer
I prayed to God, he forgot to answer
Called on me, I forgot to answer
I prayed to God, he forgot to answer
Called on me, I forgot to answer
I prayed to God, he forgot to answer



Credits
Writer(s): Jose Cohaila-marconetti
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