Facing Lockup
Time and time
I want
Someone to care for me
It shouldn't be too much
So
I got brodie's facing lockup
Think I'm needing bail
Tell my brodie keep yo head up
Know you gon prevail
Tell my brodie keep yo head up
The truth will be revealed
Tell em when you do get out
Please just think for yourself
Yeah I know that you love her
Trust me bro I can tell
I just can't hear you gone
Cause that'd feel like its hell
When you out if you with her
All I ask is to stay safe
Its the summer, backdoor season
In that trunk, keep that K
And thats why I'll never trust these hoes
One minute say they love you
Then the next they gone
One minute say they love you
Then the next you gone
And thats why this good gas
Yeah I been smoking on
Yeah they say that karma's
hitting harder this year
No I'll never trust
Cause intentions ain't clear
Know I'm finna bust
But the love ain't there
If you feeling love
Yeah just know, they don't care
Yeah they don't care at all
And yeah it is the same old song
And I really hope you hear it all
Yeah I really hope you take it all in
And if he ever try
Empty all the mag in him
After, treat him like he money
Split it, baggin him
After, treat him like his money
Yeah, he all gone
Thought he doing something
Now that boy is dead wrong
Yeah
I want
Someone to care for me
It shouldn't be too much
So
I got brodie's facing lockup
Think I'm needing bail
Tell my brodie keep yo head up
Know you gon prevail
Tell my brodie keep yo head up
The truth will be revealed
Tell em when you do get out
Please just think for yourself
Yeah I know that you love her
Trust me bro I can tell
I just can't hear you gone
Cause that'd feel like its hell
When you out if you with her
All I ask is to stay safe
Its the summer, backdoor season
In that trunk, keep that K
And thats why I'll never trust these hoes
One minute say they love you
Then the next they gone
One minute say they love you
Then the next you gone
And thats why this good gas
Yeah I been smoking on
Yeah they say that karma's
hitting harder this year
No I'll never trust
Cause intentions ain't clear
Know I'm finna bust
But the love ain't there
If you feeling love
Yeah just know, they don't care
Yeah they don't care at all
And yeah it is the same old song
And I really hope you hear it all
Yeah I really hope you take it all in
And if he ever try
Empty all the mag in him
After, treat him like he money
Split it, baggin him
After, treat him like his money
Yeah, he all gone
Thought he doing something
Now that boy is dead wrong
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): James Wenners
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