Released: December 7, 2016
Songwriter: Rod Wave
[Intro]
Ayy bro, what up?
Shit, chillin', bro, got this court shit I'm involved in
Hell nah, bro, they got me on an ankle monitor
Bitch, I can't even go nowhere
Yeah, yeah
I hope for a program, bitch
Hell yeah, but, I, I already know, bro
The points too high
I'ma holla at you though, bro
Love
[Chorus]
I got court in the morning, I might flake
I might book, 'cause I don't wanna go back
I was playing in the streets and got jammed up (Jammed up)
With my luck (My luck), but I refuse to go back
Know it's the consequences when you playing in the game
Take all of your freedoms, then they throw you in a cage
Locked down without a trace (No trace)
No answer phone call, no visits, no mail
Court in the morning, I might flake
I might book, 'cause I don't wanna go back
I was playing in the streets and got jammed up (Jammed up)
With my luck (My luck), but I refuse to go back
Know it's the consequences when you playing in the game
Take all of your freedoms, then they throw you in a cage
Locked down without a trace (No trace)
No answer phone call, no visits, no mail
[Verse]
I was down on my dick but I refused to punch a clock
Niggas startin' gettin' shot so I stayed off the block
Me and Lil' Kareem kickin' doors for the knots
Now I'm facin' way more time than a watch
And I know, I'm only seventeen and live a crazy life
A dangerous life, I ain't sayin' what I come from, I make it right
When you hit that last lick, know what you thinkin' like
Like, "If I hit this last lick, I'ma be straight for life"
But it's consequences
When you in and got to pay the price
Now you sittin' in a cell with a stranger
Heart turned cold and your soul full of anger
Ain't no house arrest, nigga, this your [?]
With your defense, you escaped with a six-to-nine
You get in deep, fouled, then you facin' bigger time
Four to door but I guess you gotta deal with it
Back home, you not known as a real nigga
Touch down, they like, "Woah, you got real bigger"
But it's more to this life, gotta see the big picture
Gotta see the big picture, ayy
Ayy bro, what up?
Shit, chillin', bro, got this court shit I'm involved in
Hell nah, bro, they got me on an ankle monitor
Bitch, I can't even go nowhere
Yeah, yeah
I hope for a program, bitch
Hell yeah, but, I, I already know, bro
The points too high
I'ma holla at you though, bro
Love
[Chorus]
I got court in the morning, I might flake
I might book, 'cause I don't wanna go back
I was playing in the streets and got jammed up (Jammed up)
With my luck (My luck), but I refuse to go back
Know it's the consequences when you playing in the game
Take all of your freedoms, then they throw you in a cage
Locked down without a trace (No trace)
No answer phone call, no visits, no mail
Court in the morning, I might flake
I might book, 'cause I don't wanna go back
I was playing in the streets and got jammed up (Jammed up)
With my luck (My luck), but I refuse to go back
Know it's the consequences when you playing in the game
Take all of your freedoms, then they throw you in a cage
Locked down without a trace (No trace)
No answer phone call, no visits, no mail
[Verse]
I was down on my dick but I refused to punch a clock
Niggas startin' gettin' shot so I stayed off the block
Me and Lil' Kareem kickin' doors for the knots
Now I'm facin' way more time than a watch
And I know, I'm only seventeen and live a crazy life
A dangerous life, I ain't sayin' what I come from, I make it right
When you hit that last lick, know what you thinkin' like
Like, "If I hit this last lick, I'ma be straight for life"
But it's consequences
When you in and got to pay the price
Now you sittin' in a cell with a stranger
Heart turned cold and your soul full of anger
Ain't no house arrest, nigga, this your [?]
With your defense, you escaped with a six-to-nine
You get in deep, fouled, then you facin' bigger time
Four to door but I guess you gotta deal with it
Back home, you not known as a real nigga
Touch down, they like, "Woah, you got real bigger"
But it's more to this life, gotta see the big picture
Gotta see the big picture, ayy
more tracks from the album
From the album
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- Tombstone
- Street Runner
- Cold December
- Letter from Houston
- Girl of My Dreams
- Poison
- Dark Clouds
- Rags2Riches 2
- Paint the Sky Red
- By Your Side
- Popular Loner
- How Would You Feel
- Rags2Riches
- Green Light
- Dark Conversations
- Close Enough to Hurt
- Sky Priority
- Brace Face
- Heart 4 Sale
- The Greatest
- Bottom Boy Survivor
- Abandoned
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