2 (feat. Doe Bades)

Hey bro
Been calling you, but you never never hit me back
Wanna check on you and maybe you can speak to me some facts
Reached your voice mail like 5 times
Maybe you're just busy yeah it hard times
I can tell with all the drama in our time

But bro, I've been taunted lately
Shit been weighing on my mind, thought that I could call you maybe
You can put me in the right direction
Like a semen leading the way before full erection
So I can reach your level of perfection

I remember when I never had to worry
Hit some big kids and never tell em sorry
Those were dumb days and shit was really funny
Now I'm older bro the and life is really cunning

I wanna be like you bro, I ain't playing
Do some gangster shit, make money you get what I'm saying
Mama can't afford the bills yeah she been crying
Knowing that shit makes me feel I'm dying

And I'm stuck here tryna be the gentle and careful one
I've read the Bible and I know the tale of the prodigal son
To get what you want you might need to be the devilish one
I hope God will forgive me cos I've got a gun

I wanna run the streets like you did
Stomp the yard and make other niggas look stupid
I've got love for money now blame the cupid
You told me to always dream and I dreamt lucid

That why I left the city
To make me some money
Every day I'm hustling
But life's been dark and gritty

I lost myself with the hoes
Paying heavy for shows
With a chick twerking with no panties on
My dick rise, saying this gotta be fun

Now I'm stuck in the loop bro
Watch other niggas make their money in cool bro
Now I'm paranoid, I'm tired of acting the fool bro
So I just thought maybe I could be you bro

So I thought I should call you before I do the wrong thing
I'm not sure what is, or if I'm feeling the right thing
I know what you do, and if you do it, that means it's the right thing
You know I know you better, you never do the wrong things

I'm leaving you this message, so hit me back on time
I'm bout to smoke myself some crack so I don't lose track of time
Few hours I'm bout to go get myself some money
And maybe in the process drop a body

Hey Doe
I'm sorry couldn't hit you back on time
I don't take the number when ain't around
Home now feels like, Gotham with more thugs
And I've getting my shit together, I run a shoe plug

But it's crazy, that we haven't spoken in years
We was close as joint and spark bro
I lost track of time too, I just got out so
I've just wanted to clean up and be more like you bro

I remember when we you never worry
You hit big kids and cos I'm there you never tell em sorry
Those were dumb days and that shit was funny
And no doubt when you say life is cunning

What you say about being a gangster
I let you live the city so you can be my star
I know you need money thought you had your grip in that
Listen careful bro cos I'm gonna speak to you some facts

Mama has only been crying cos I'm the prodigal son
I've been locked up, 5 years it wasn't fun
Told her not to tell you cos I don't want you here
Because of me, that won't be fair

This life ain't meant for you
If I had a chance, do you think I won't be you
I've been running streets, where did that get me
All I did was just to stack paper on daily

I want you to be yourself
No matter what they say you're better being yourself
I don't want you doing no shit cos of what you think I did
I'm better now and I ain't proud of errthing I did

I get lost too
Hung with the plug cos it was fun to
Fucking bitches, couple of threesomes too
It did me no good that's why I got out of my shoe

Life's dark and gritty
But you're a star don't ever say you're not
I follow your progress and showed your pics to my son
So he could idolize you and be a better version of us

I know temptation not cool bro
Hold your ground and don't be a fool bro
You better than this I know you know
Just make us proud and take it slow

I never did the right things
Everything you think I did was the wrong thing
Having your back was the only right thing
Everything I did got to be nothing

I'm glad you called, I hope this get to you know time
And you been smoking, quit that shit on time
The land is green, the only thing you should be dealing
Pls don't do no stupid shit, and whatchu need a gun for
If you drop a body, bro you done for

Don't do no shit, when you get this better hit me back
I'll come check you in your city and spit to you more facts



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Writer(s): Badejo Temidayo
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