Tampering With Evidence lyrics

[Verse: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Police lock us up because they don't understand the way we live
Interrogating us all for hours, we ain't telling what we did
I was way up in New York when they broke in Montana crib
Somebody told them we was gone, yeah, I know what it is
Some n*gga 'round me tryna snake me, probably trying to get me killed
Shooters trailing on my rear, n*gga, this the way we live
Seem like they started hating when they heard I got a deal
Momma told me that my cousin died, I ain't shed a tear
If it wasn't for Montana, I'd have juvenile life
Shackled down in Paris prison, I was fightin' for my life
Smoking weed and toting guns, with Lil Ben every night
Now the judge don't want me 'round him, I know it's gon be alright
Step on a n*gga for that talkin'
Now the police buildin' cases on me
They know we bout it
If you a gangsta keep that sh*t in the streets
Strapped with that forty, I heard a n*gga want it with me
I'll put a n*gga straight to sleep, he think he f*ckin' with me
They say that they want smoke
Where them poles?
We gon' ride n*gga
Steppin' with my bros, right or wrong, you gon' die n*gga
I put that on my soul, we ain't hidin' n*gga
I just wanna know, who got a problem n*gga?
When my grandma died, made me wonder, who gon' do for me?
I don't trust nobody, make me wonder, who gon' shoot for me?
I ain't got no n*gga with me, just my girl and this coupe with me
Sincerely from my heart, I'ma tell you 'bout it truthfully
I know I'm gon' die, no I do not have that long on earth
Swear I need a blessin', man I need to take my ass to church
Put your pistol in the sky when you see me passin' in my hearse
I really don't feel love, man I swear to God this sh*t hurt
And I know they gon' cry the same day I go
Tell my son, come to my casket and leave me a rose
Call on Ben and Three, promise me you'll never fold
Stand on all ten and don't never put your trust in hoes
Woah-oh
They don't understand the way we live, woah-oh
They don't understand the way we live, woah-oh