Indie Film

Don't get caught up in the
Wait wait wait wait
Don't get caught up in the
Wait wait wait wait
Don't get caught up in the mix
Crossfire
Money and the bricks
Don't be victim
Of just another lick
Don't get caught up in the mix
Trust ya mind
And know when time to dip
Youll get set up
If you chilling with that bitch
Don't get caught up in the mix
In these streets you know you gotta double up
Cuz they watching
Yea
Fake homies
Showing fake love
Look wait a minute
Cut em off

I got phone call from homie
I was catching the brees
On a Sunday early morning
Rolling and blowing on trees
He said he got jump
By some niggas
And he know where they at
I told give me 9 minutes and pull the car around back
We suited up
Fully loaded
Throwaways no prints
Driving slow
And his phone
Keep buzzing and ringing
It his baby mama calling
We been driving in silent
I hear her talking
That's what you get
Always coming with problems
He hang up on her
I said what the fuck is this shit
He said he slap his baby mama
And drew a gun on the bitch
I said pull over then I quickly threw
The tool in the back
I rather walk then to be dealing with yo scandalous ass
Don't get caught up in the
Wait wait wait wait
Don't get caught up in the
Wait wait wait wait
Don't get caught up in the mix
Crossfire
Money and the bricks
Don't be victim
Of just another lick
Don't get caught up in the mix
Trust ya mind
And know when time to dip
Youll get set up
If you chilling with that bitch
Don't get caught up in the mix
In these streets you know you gotta double up
Cuz they watching yea
Fake homies showing fake love
Look wait a minute
Cut em off

I got ten freaky girls and they chilling with me
Problem is I did a show now I'm wanting my sleep
Let them stay or let them go
It don't matter to me
I shrug my shoulders
Smoke my blunt
And started brushing my teeth
They starting twerking
To my music
Spilling liquor cuz they tipsy
Meanwhile I'm on the couch
Tryna dose off with the quickness
It's after party
And I'm feeling sorry
I didn't kick em out
Picture me
Tryna get some sleep in taz angels house
Early next morning
Niggas at my door
Looking for the women
That never came home
Flashing all they burners
Aint this bout a bitch
It's too early for shit nigga

Don't get caught up in the
Wait wait wait wait
Don't get caught up in the
Wait wait wait wait
Don't get caught up in the mix
Crossfire
Money and the bricks
Don't be victim
Of just another lick
Don't get caught up in the mix
Trust ya mind
And know when time to dip
Youll get set up
If you chilling with that bitch
Don't get caught up in the mix