n*ggas just be living day to day
(Verse1:KiL)
It was like a Monday in December so it's cold
I'm on the interstate
Trying to beat the snow
But it's like mid-day
And rush hour traffic blows
Avoid my road rage
Then finally make it home
I go upstairs and someone
Start knocking at my door
I hope it ain't the Police
And I hope it ain't Jehovah
Witnesses cause if it is
I'm probably gonna close it
I don't give a f*ck
Go find yourself a warrant (MY BAD!)
I hope it ain't that worrisome ass woman
That I had
f*cked a couple weeks ago she want it
So bad
Grabbing for my weapon heres a warning
I open up slowly its my homie
Wouldn't believe what he told me
He found about a quarter ounce of weed
And he trying to get skeeed
I'm the roller so he pass the sh*t to me
We go out to gazebo
I need more, reload
We smoke about 4 and then we go to Citgo
Get the sweet 3 pack, Brisk tea, I need that
Then I got to go, and match
Be right back
We rolled a cross joint in perfection
And it is pack, as he about to light it
I can hear the sirens and someone knocking at the door
Yo who is it yo ?
What?
HOLD ON ITS THE COPS !?
(Verse2:KiL)
Alright I'm not about to sit here see and watch
I'm about to be out
I'll see ya'll n*ggas later shhh, I can't get caught
I hopped out the window, hold on to my heart
That sh*t is beating hard
Oh don't you go stop
Oh don't you know if they get you they will lock you up
All I pray is mercy and they can not see the cons-sequences
Of the virtue that you seem to travel on
Only that survive , only that are strong
And ohh in this life I just got to go on
And only hope Christ will accept me when I'm gone
I step into the valley of death am I wrong ?
For dancing with the devil he steps to this song as
Trouble come knocking at my door..
True sh*t
I got a story to tell
I got a story to tell