[Hook x2]
I done been here before
And I done told myself I ain't gon' come here no more
I lied to myself cause now I'm in the same place
Looking at these n***as, I just look back in their face
[Verse 1]
What the f** you looking at? Yup, I done fell back
Ain't no autographs and sh**, just show me where my cell at
My folder number: 369, 007
I'ma get mine on the tier, without tier reppin'
They banned me from {?} Two, three
For f**ing with them freaks that like to see a n***a skeet
Suffer me, send me to the hole in HOD
I bet I get my f**ing a** swung to OPP
Where the dawgs at?
I know Tremell ain't do all that time went back
Real n***a from the 9, I f** with n***as like that
When it's roll call, it's right back, let me pack my sh**
Why every night n***a dream bout going home in this b**h
Full of them counter depressants sweating like a motherf**er
Shy on visit days cause she ain't, cause she don't love you
Wodie we all know shorty, he f**ing my b**h too
You f** another n***a b**h, why a n***a can't get you?
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'm sitting in my jail cell waiting on my court day
State a** lawyer tryna get me to cop but no way
Get up out my f**ing face, you working with the DA
Every conviction that y'all get, y'all get paid
[?] a n***a like me burn in hell
For all my n***as on parole and my n***as in a cell
And f** you Mr. Deputy, you ain't nothing but a free man
I ain't got no holla if you ain't bringing no weed man
See man, I'm a vic, not an inmate
Just cause I'm in, mate
Don't think that I'll bust your f**ing face
You gon' respect me or send me to the hole again
It's cool, I'll pack my sh** dawg, I'll roll again
I'm a penitentiary n***a, I been there and made it back
Ain't nothing I'm proud to say but f** I gotta keep stressing that
You know why
[Hook]