I don’t know how to feel
Aye
Omb, you know what’s up
I wanna talk my sh*t
Can’t nobody feel a way
I love all my ni**as
Man all my dawgs
Y’all already know
(i love all y’all ni**as, you heard?)
Huh, look
Couple sh*t i gotta speak about
Cause when i’m thinking to myself
On the real, the sh*t be starting to tweak me out
I wanna talk and get the flowing through
I know the fans thinking like
When jay dee gon’ tell us what he gonna do
I got some things that i’m finna say
Nobody to feel a way
Woke up and this is how i feel today
I spoke the loudest, ain’t a mumble
Express my feelings through these songs
My ni**as know that i still love you
Got indicted for some rape sh*t
Been gettin pussy, ain’t gotta take sh*t
You ni**as, they know the reason
That i’m sanctioned
Thеse b*tches basic
Beforе a ni**a beat that charge
My own ni**as and god was on some fake sh*t
You know how it feel, being locked in a cell?
You mans been home cause he just made bail
And you stuck on remand
That’s yo man, but you thinkin damn
Happy you home, (?) want you stuck in a can
Look
I got a brother, he got rich
He ain’t switch, he ain’t a b*tch
A little distant, but i get it
When you ‘rip that’s how it gets
But i know that you remember
So i hope you don’t forget
That when you come up on a come up
Bring the ni**as you was with
I ain’t mad i ain’t get a chain too
fu*k a chain, was in a struggle
Needed bail, was more than happy
You came through
(?)
ni**as really want me to hate you
The reason i never say nothing
The don’t know what you came from
Want you to know i’m happy as ever
I know that my mans, we still in this together
I know that noticed that you’ll be (?)
They try to fu*k with my mental
Just know they’ll never change me against you
Happy that you made it
Ima make it, ni**a simple
Get up out the hood, and take you family
That’s what men do
If we got a problem, then 6ixin up
Cause that’s what crips do
You my dawg, they let you in
I know i’m in too
She be jackin lil bro
She fu*kin with the opps
She catch a shot
Baby mother or not
Less member from the gang
I don’t even feel the same
I lost mellz and i was stuck on the rocks
Got indicted, i ain’t say much
Whole lot of sh*t y’all tried to make up
That paper work was me tryna play tuff
I told ‘em i’m the top dawg
Should’ve spoken carefully
I told that my opp was just as scared as me
But never did i name drop
Saying that was his gun
If they did that sh*t to me
I don’t know where they get that sh*t from
Message to the judge:
When i was speakin, wasn’t sober
I was goin through depression
And the pills was takin over
Old man, she ain’t tell up on me
And it was die real
Reason that i’m cool
Cause he a rat still
Look
No reminiscing
No, i’m past that
Sleek snitched on me
And when he call i still be sending
Him cash
(?)
I need you to listen to me
I know your ways
Because you get them from me
Want you to be bigger, and better
And different for me
If i had to do 20, life, or a cemetery
Take to your mother and don’t do
The sh*t i did already