[Verse 1]
Two months and I ain't been home
I still say my Hail Mary when I break each O
Paps don't know if I'm dead or alive
I just bag this first Z out this nine
Got nicked up in country, fell in love with this life
I never knew that jail would be the next time I write
My shorty wanted someone doin' better at life
They didn't lie when they say you're out of sight, out of mind
Told myself I'll make sure they can't forget me next time
I got lit, really had to take those risks
You ever have to sit on public transport casually with half a brick?
You ever been up North? Nuttin' to relate to
On the wing I had more than enough time to think of a plan
Grew together, tried to think we're a gang
Now they talkin' drill and trap, and then they think of the gang
More than enough time to think of a plan
Now they trap-trap-trap and then they think of the gang

[Chorus]
More than enough time to think of a plan
Grew together, tried to think we're a gang
Now they talkin' drill and trap, and then they think of the gang
Grew together, tried to think we're a gang
Now they trap-trap-trap and then they think of the gang
More than enough time to think of a plan
Now they talkin' drill and trap, and then they think of the gang
Think of the gang (Yo)
Trap-trap-trap and then they think of the gang
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?