Ms. Jackson
Never meant to make yo daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Sorry Ms.jackson
Im forreal now
Im sorry Ms.Jackson
but I aint worried
I send them shots off
had them niggas in a scurry
I had 'em acting jumpy
Had 'em inna hurry
I seen them taking off
Now they ask for mercy
I tried to spare you niggas
But yall wasn't worthy
Lookin back on that night
But my vision blurry
And I was preaching tough
but yall aint never heard me
Now things is gettin rough
I gotta play referee
Im playin safe in the streets
Niggas movin scary
I pull this trigger No hesitation
If you dare me
I raise this blinky in the air
They get to begging
Its fuck you niggas
Like Im behind yall & im pegging
And shoutout to my baby girl Nesha
Remember when I met you
4th grade on the bleachers
Remember momma told us
That niggas scheming
And when the thugs out
Be careful when they creeping
But then I broke my promise
Iaint mean it
Had nesha in passenger
Spooked out she was screaming
Aint wanna tell her
I was fighting demons
Cause some-how-some-way
I knew she'd end up leaving
Wish I could wake her up and be like you was dreaming
But in reality
That wasnt how its seeming
But I knew
I had to make shawty survive
The goal was make it to Ms. Jackson house alive
So I Hopped on 95
I Had the glock on my side
She was scared for her life
I Said my bad for the ride
Yea
Up & down like a see-saw
Im gettin money
And I dont really see yall
You niggas pee ons
You niggas be fraud
Ion fuck witchu niggas
Dont know whatchu be on
I gotta carry a pole
Like im the sea guy
And if you fuck with me
I send yo ass to see God
Yea
And I told shawty dont worry
That I got the clutch inside the burberry
Ill make you disappear presto
Like a fairy
And we aint showing love cause it aint February
Im sorry Ms.Jackson
But Iaint scared
Even if I lose my life or end up somewhere dead
Just know imma forever be
Runnin up my bread
And I Cant fuck with you niggas
Cause I know Yall the feds
And I cant let you luck up
have me layed out in a bed
Aint visiting no hospital
I gotta stay ahead
Im comin through dumping rounds on niggas venues
I eat you niggas up
Meal thats on the menu
Asked yo homie for a strap that he could lend you
Just to caught up couldnt use it to defend you
And I would never understand or comprehend you
And I give one less fuck if what I do offends you
Nah you cant write or rap
Lemme show you how my pen move
How you playing fake but wanna be my friend too
Ill have yo family lookin for a place to lay you
Have girlfriend in the rain
Screaming Bae who
These streets be dangerous & they ain't playing
This aint no game
My aim go crazy
And you cant tame me
I up this flame
His momma cryin
She lost her baby
Scream out his name
Mission get nesha home
But soon his picture in a frame
Thats too bad I had to knock off another lame
But now im going crazy
Cause I know i'm the blame
You see me pushin through
Im fighting for the fame
But all along I knew shit wouldn't be the same
I apologize a trillion times
Sorry Ms.jackson
Im forreal now
Im sorry Ms.Jackson
but I aint worried
I send them shots off
had them niggas in a scurry
I had 'em acting jumpy
Had 'em inna hurry
I seen them taking off
Now they ask for mercy
I tried to spare you niggas
But yall wasn't worthy
Lookin back on that night
But my vision blurry
And I was preaching tough
but yall aint never heard me
Now things is gettin rough
I gotta play referee
Im playin safe in the streets
Niggas movin scary
I pull this trigger No hesitation
If you dare me
I raise this blinky in the air
They get to begging
Its fuck you niggas
Like Im behind yall & im pegging
And shoutout to my baby girl Nesha
Remember when I met you
4th grade on the bleachers
Remember momma told us
That niggas scheming
And when the thugs out
Be careful when they creeping
But then I broke my promise
Iaint mean it
Had nesha in passenger
Spooked out she was screaming
Aint wanna tell her
I was fighting demons
Cause some-how-some-way
I knew she'd end up leaving
Wish I could wake her up and be like you was dreaming
But in reality
That wasnt how its seeming
But I knew
I had to make shawty survive
The goal was make it to Ms. Jackson house alive
So I Hopped on 95
I Had the glock on my side
She was scared for her life
I Said my bad for the ride
Yea
Up & down like a see-saw
Im gettin money
And I dont really see yall
You niggas pee ons
You niggas be fraud
Ion fuck witchu niggas
Dont know whatchu be on
I gotta carry a pole
Like im the sea guy
And if you fuck with me
I send yo ass to see God
Yea
And I told shawty dont worry
That I got the clutch inside the burberry
Ill make you disappear presto
Like a fairy
And we aint showing love cause it aint February
Im sorry Ms.Jackson
But Iaint scared
Even if I lose my life or end up somewhere dead
Just know imma forever be
Runnin up my bread
And I Cant fuck with you niggas
Cause I know Yall the feds
And I cant let you luck up
have me layed out in a bed
Aint visiting no hospital
I gotta stay ahead
Im comin through dumping rounds on niggas venues
I eat you niggas up
Meal thats on the menu
Asked yo homie for a strap that he could lend you
Just to caught up couldnt use it to defend you
And I would never understand or comprehend you
And I give one less fuck if what I do offends you
Nah you cant write or rap
Lemme show you how my pen move
How you playing fake but wanna be my friend too
Ill have yo family lookin for a place to lay you
Have girlfriend in the rain
Screaming Bae who
These streets be dangerous & they ain't playing
This aint no game
My aim go crazy
And you cant tame me
I up this flame
His momma cryin
She lost her baby
Scream out his name
Mission get nesha home
But soon his picture in a frame
Thats too bad I had to knock off another lame
But now im going crazy
Cause I know i'm the blame
You see me pushin through
Im fighting for the fame
But all along I knew shit wouldn't be the same
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Writer(s): Aryana Callander
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