(Ha-ha) Gotta laugh to keep from cryin', dawg My mama locked, but she strong My pops got popped, now he gone Lil' bro locked, told him, "Hold on", oh, ayy
My mama locked up, my pops got popped up Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up And when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
My mama locked up, my pops got popped up Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up Yeah, when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
I lost my pops, that was my spine, uh like, why the good ones gotta die, uh? Right after that I did that time, on my mama, I think God heard me cryin' 'Cause I ran up a check, they say, "He humble", but I gotta flex Drivin' a foreign like I'm tryna wreck, I lost my n-, so I keep the TEC You f- me over, -ch, you gon' regret it, you can't get my heart, my heart is in heaven With my n- that I lost, free my brother, I need my dawg
My mama locked up, my pops got popped up Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me f-d up And when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
My mama locked up, my pops got popped up Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up Yeah, when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
I just missed my mama call and I can't call her back (I can't call her back) Love hearin' lil' bro voice, I keep my dawg on track (I keep my dawg on track) Call you when I land, lil' bro, I'm flyin' back (I'm flyin' back) He been writin' these letters, ni- ain't writin' back (ain't writin' back)
I was locked up with this -ga, had life he said, "Don't be stupid, young - Keep that thing close, pray you never gotta use it, young - (keep that thing close) I ain't never comin' home, make sure you do it, my - (make sure you do that sh-) 'Cause I been in here goin' through it, my n-" (ah-ah)
Cuz got killed showin' up unannounced, so I don't do pop-ups (I don't do pop-ups) Unc' got killed smokin' his weed, so I don't do ganja (I don't do ganja) -ga run up on me too quick, I'ma lift that Glock up (I'ma lift that Glock up) 'Cause my head -ed up, too many n- dyin', too many n- locked up
My mama locked up, my pops got popped up (no cap) Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up (no cap) And when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
My mama locked up, my pops got popped up Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up Yeah, when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
They say, "Be humble" but I gotta flex, drivin' a foreign like I'm tryna wreck Tell me be humble but I gotta flex, drivin' a foreign like I'm tryna wreck I came from nothin', now I got a check, I came from nothin', now I got a check 'Member - ain't write me back, 'member - ain't write me back Now that they got they hand out, can't do sh- with that, gang
