Conversations
Remember nights we couldn't sleep
We in the street like 20 deep
Shot dice all days but sold fiens all week
I wanted Js on my feet im selling crack by the gs
Brother died on the street and they killed him for no reason
Man that turned me to a demon, in a room full of Heathens
Plus I seen my father cheating, hope my mother never seen it
But to my girl I just repeat it
Witness statement hard to beat it
Man i knew he should of pleaded
His Lawyer said he undefeated
Yung Bug is my name, but I never talk to strangers
Me and My daddy on a jet, and we headed to Atlanta
Trae Art is my name but police cant understand us
They shooting with our hands up
Me and my son we gotta stand up
My dad told me to hold up
All that rushing will get me caught up
Couldnt ask for a better father
I see my knowledge getting longer
But I see him getting taller
And he look just like his momma
Voice deep dont get him started
Man you stank i think he farted
If you smelt it then you dealt it
Man my daddy super extra
He correct me when i mess up
He always tell me keep my head up
Peer pressure will get shot up
Best friends will get you shot up
With yo momma i got caught up
Broken heart made me a monster
Daddy leave that in the past
Stay out yo feeling, stay in yo bag
I know the pain its hard to laugh
You stressing out you bound to crash
A broken heart will make u spaz
A good time can never last
She put my bags next to the trash
Seven years it went to fast
Remember nights we couldn't sleep
We in the street like 20 deep
Shot dice all days but sold fiens all week
I wanted Js on my feet im selling crack by the gs
Brother died on the street and they killed him for no reason
Man that turned me to a demon, in a room full of Heathens
Plus I seen my father cheating, hope my mother never seen it
But to my girl I just repeat it
Witness statement hard to beat it
Man i knew he should of pleaded
His Lawyer said he undefeated
We in the street like 20 deep
Shot dice all days but sold fiens all week
I wanted Js on my feet im selling crack by the gs
Brother died on the street and they killed him for no reason
Man that turned me to a demon, in a room full of Heathens
Plus I seen my father cheating, hope my mother never seen it
But to my girl I just repeat it
Witness statement hard to beat it
Man i knew he should of pleaded
His Lawyer said he undefeated
Yung Bug is my name, but I never talk to strangers
Me and My daddy on a jet, and we headed to Atlanta
Trae Art is my name but police cant understand us
They shooting with our hands up
Me and my son we gotta stand up
My dad told me to hold up
All that rushing will get me caught up
Couldnt ask for a better father
I see my knowledge getting longer
But I see him getting taller
And he look just like his momma
Voice deep dont get him started
Man you stank i think he farted
If you smelt it then you dealt it
Man my daddy super extra
He correct me when i mess up
He always tell me keep my head up
Peer pressure will get shot up
Best friends will get you shot up
With yo momma i got caught up
Broken heart made me a monster
Daddy leave that in the past
Stay out yo feeling, stay in yo bag
I know the pain its hard to laugh
You stressing out you bound to crash
A broken heart will make u spaz
A good time can never last
She put my bags next to the trash
Seven years it went to fast
Remember nights we couldn't sleep
We in the street like 20 deep
Shot dice all days but sold fiens all week
I wanted Js on my feet im selling crack by the gs
Brother died on the street and they killed him for no reason
Man that turned me to a demon, in a room full of Heathens
Plus I seen my father cheating, hope my mother never seen it
But to my girl I just repeat it
Witness statement hard to beat it
Man i knew he should of pleaded
His Lawyer said he undefeated
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Writer(s): Timothy Washington
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