Robbery Part 3

Tee Grizzley

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Robbery Part 3 Song Lyrics
On the prison bus, can't jump out the window, it's a gate
See it in my face, I got a L in the state
Thinkin' to myself, "I coulda took them bitches on a chase"
C.o.'s on bullshit if you ain't the same race
Won't understand what happened, I thought you was big time
I told 'em, "Karma came back, I had to get mine"
I hit the cell by myself, really sick now
But this what it is when you the opposite of "Sixnine"
A month passed, I been tryna call my bitch
She ain't pickin' up, I sent some niggas to her crib
It's crazy, I left all my money with that bitch
Lawyers gotta get paid and ain't no money on my shit
She pick up, like, "Nigga, you ain't realize I'm leavin'?"
"But I got you, I know you hurtin' and you need it"
I gave your momma fifty, but the rest of that I'm keepin'
Nigga, you got life, where you at, you ain't gon' need it
She hung up, I felt the words in my chest
My momma out here trippin', now she playin' with a check
I love her but I know she ain't really got my back
She the type to buy a 'Vette, hit the mall and blow the rest
Everybody after that I called shitted on me
I know the bros doin' bad, they depended on me
I'm in here with a sword, I'm around different homies
Can't hide that, I gotta hit the yard with it on me
Years passed and I ain't get no visits, no mail
Ain't got no hope for gettin' out 'cause I won't tell
Before this prison bid, I ain't takin' no Ls
Came back from yard and niggas cleared out my whole cell
They tryna get to me, it worked, I'm on took
I told my neighbor, "Let me holler at you real quick"
I said, "I got a band, tell me who hit the lick"
A good spin move, I ain't gon' give this nigga shit
He like, "That's a bet, but I only know where one at
He in Cell 30, go there, you might not come back
Just a number where I need you to send that one stack
3-1-3, " I walked away on his dumbass
I'm 'bout to fuck the yard up, butcher niggas
Do 'em dirty, whoever in Cell 30 gettin' carved up
I'm feelin' like I went dead, lemme charge up
Still doin' drills, niggas better have they guard up
I blow down on Cell 30 and it's open
But ain't nobody here, I move demon, bitch, I'm posted
Later on, niggas came back but ain't noticed
I came from behind a nigga locker, now they frozen
Hit the first nigga in his neck, he started chokin'
The other nigga threw his hands up like he posin'
Put that metal to that nigga head like a Trojan
Spartan, knigh, smoke 'em with a knife
Take somethin' from me? I'ma come back for your life
A nigga say my name, he gon' tell you I'ma strike
Half of the niggas I shot was tryna fight
The police took me to the hole later on that night
Now I'm locked up, washed up
Stole from me and got popped up
Locked up, washed up
Stole from me and got popped up
My sharks let me drown
My baby left me to die
Can't even get myself off the ground
And I won't even try, I can't even lie
My momma let me down
My enemies not alive
Brodie tryna take my place, I'm not around
And I can't even cry, I won't even lie
I get a letter, I'm like, "Fuck is this about?"
I'm thinkin' like, "This ain't for me, it went the wrong route"
I seen a name instantly and lose all doubt
This the bitch that had all them cameras on her house
She like, "Dear Tee, I feel so ashamed
Guilt-trippin', feelin' like I took you out the game
Your niggas turned on you, they don't even say your name
And your cousin 'bout to have a baby with your man"
"But fuck all that, I'm tryna get you out the pen'
The lawyer told me we can appeal that and win
You got a good chance, we gon' fight that bitch again
I still got that money, we gon' pay the lawyer ten"
"Don't ask why, I just had to come and get you"
"Prolly the last thing you wanna hear but I miss you
I feel like you the realest even though we had our issues
You ain't had to get mad and hit me with that pistol"
I'm fucked up, America wouldn't expect it
I was 'bout to die in prison, now I got an exit
The ones that left me was the ones I respected
I got my life back now, nigga, ain't it a blessin'?
We hit court, I'm nervous, can't even front
The lawyer got to eatin' that bitch up like a lunch
The cameras saw a nigga with a hoodie and a gun
Girl said it wasn't me, the prosecutor lookin' dumb
Judge like, "That ain't what you said last trial, woman"
She like, "That's my man and he cheated so I lied on him"
But in all honesty, he innocent"
Judge shook his head, looked at her
Looked at me and he dismissed that bitch
Back home, first day out, I'm bendin' her over
Her back strong
Gotta call my plug, that bidness, we back on
All them boys that left me in prison get stepped on
Nigga, aye
Get down on my knees, say thank you to Jesus Christ
Old girl came and helped but this shit ain't right
If she testified once, then she'll do it twice
I can't do it right now, but soon, I'ma take her life
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