Situations
When I was goin thru situations
It had me stressing
I gotta face it on my own
And it ain't no telling
I thought my lawyer had my bone
But he didn't help me
Imma man and I got feelings
And no one can tell it
How u poppin on yo Insta
When u know u telling
And I don't have no problem witcha
But I know u snitching
You was in and out my car
And now u playing victim
How u Mexican and they wrote it must be filtered
How you Mexican and thy wrote white
Boy that shit ain't right
We ain't see eye to eye
Guess rod was picking sides
Yea roddo 1k boy that shit a lie
I think I got bronchitis
I can't even put one put in da sky
Just imagine if it would've been the other way around
What you woulda did bet I got you thinking bout it now
If I woulda told I would be the rat around the town
Both of my dogs took a plea
And got me looking like a clown
Can't cap it had me feeling down
I wanna take this shit to trial
Kari want me to send em money nigga how
I know you miss yo daughter smile
Don't know how we in this shit boy how
I done been in lockdown
And now Lowndes County I gotta fucking file
You owed me u bad business slick mouth
When I was goin thru situations
It had me stressing
I gotta face it on my own
And it ain't no telling
I thought my lawyer had my bone
But he didn't help me
Imma man and I got feelings
And no one can tell it
How u poppin on yo Insta
When u know u telling
And I don't have no problem witcha
But I know u snitching
You was in and out my car
And now u playing victim
How u Mexican and they wrote it must be filtered
It had me stressing
I gotta face it on my own
And it ain't no telling
I thought my lawyer had my bone
But he didn't help me
Imma man and I got feelings
And no one can tell it
How u poppin on yo Insta
When u know u telling
And I don't have no problem witcha
But I know u snitching
You was in and out my car
And now u playing victim
How u Mexican and they wrote it must be filtered
How you Mexican and thy wrote white
Boy that shit ain't right
We ain't see eye to eye
Guess rod was picking sides
Yea roddo 1k boy that shit a lie
I think I got bronchitis
I can't even put one put in da sky
Just imagine if it would've been the other way around
What you woulda did bet I got you thinking bout it now
If I woulda told I would be the rat around the town
Both of my dogs took a plea
And got me looking like a clown
Can't cap it had me feeling down
I wanna take this shit to trial
Kari want me to send em money nigga how
I know you miss yo daughter smile
Don't know how we in this shit boy how
I done been in lockdown
And now Lowndes County I gotta fucking file
You owed me u bad business slick mouth
When I was goin thru situations
It had me stressing
I gotta face it on my own
And it ain't no telling
I thought my lawyer had my bone
But he didn't help me
Imma man and I got feelings
And no one can tell it
How u poppin on yo Insta
When u know u telling
And I don't have no problem witcha
But I know u snitching
You was in and out my car
And now u playing victim
How u Mexican and they wrote it must be filtered
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Writer(s): Caytlaun Mcrae
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