Locked Up

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Damn maccin

[Chorus]

A n*gga need some money on his books

I done fucked around and got locked up

The Johnnies want me in custody it won't stop much

Don't matter if im in or out they gon love mе still

Im making money from playing rami and dummy pills

[Verse 1]

Sh*t im locked up, but they won't lеt me out

But i ain't folding, bro the code is what im heavy bout

N*gga take that bass up out your tone if you ain't killed nothing

We well aware about the law but we still break it

Sh*t i been thuggin on (?) and hood books

Ramen with the packet with the pack b*tch im a good cook

Looking a t the guard in frustration, like" where my letter at?"

And ima ask until i get it just to make her mad

Shackled up while walking to court you can feel my heart beat

In that cell doing (?) until my arms weak

Mama don't worry i'll be home before the summertime

That's what i thought before the DA told me otherwise

Sh*t, now as i sit here in this cell im by myself i got a few choices

Said it ain't sh*t up on my mind expect this time and all these new voices

I guess a n*gga finally facing his judgement for all the stupid sh*t

Said you could throw a couple of dollars on the telephone if you insist

They go me in here for robberies and some more sh*t

The sheriff talking shooters i swear to god you don't want this

B*tch them offers got him sick as sh*t they Tryna cook his ass

His girl jumping dick to dick she got him looking bad

Well imma get up off this phone this sh*t got 1 minute

Don't hit me when I'm popping when im home cause b*tch we done business

Yall gon need more than the justice system to stop us

Damn im mad as a motherf*cker im locked up

[Chorus]

A n*gga need some money on his books

I done fucked around and got locked up

The Johnnies want me in custody it won't stop much

Don't matter if im in or out they gon love me still

Im making money from playing rami and dummy pills

[Verse 2]

If you really love me? Write a letter send some pics through

Miss me with the "keep your head up highs"and the "i miss you's

It's fun and games till the system talking centuries

I'm a problem that's why they wanna get rid of me(hmm)

I was young and  dangerous living wild then they hated me

Doing bids behind the metal door and waited patiently

It's crazy homies turn into your opps and it's a pain to see

So why the f*ck you in the field if you don't play for keep?