STUCK (A COLORS SHOW) WESTSIDE BOOGIE

[Intro]
Phew, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Be the driver when I'm slumped, be my nigga if you clutch
I ain't sayin', "Fight my battles," you ain't gotta be my crutch
Told my momma that I love her, I don't do that shit enough
I'm with bro-bro, wait, wait, I'm with bro-bro in the cut
I love the hood, you know I'm stuck
Wait, wait, wait, wait
I'll worry 'bout this shit tomorrow, why the fuck you actin' sus'?
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Caught me lackin' in a party, swear to God, I can't sit up straight
Wait, wait, wait
It's somethin' 'bout the hood, I love it, I ain't goin', no, I'm stuck
Wait, wait, wait

[Verse 1]
Ah, man, yeah, yeah
Pick me up when I get stranded and I'm tryna find a way
Still put chips up in the sammich 'cause it's shit you can't escape
Know my heart could turn to rock so I don't take that shit for granted
Shoutout BriBri from the, uh that lil' bitch had did me scandalous
You know I done been through Hеll, huh?
I'm goin' through it, I can't hide it, you could tell, huh?
Don't hold me down 'causе I keep runnin' from myself, huh
Let you hold my burdens, it'll prolly tip the scale
Led these niggas to the well, that just open up my floodgates
I come from the mud, weed man hit me for the updates
I say, "Free my nigga," if you know my insecurity
Just keep it on the hush
If you hit me up at 2 AM, you gotta let me fuck