Staring At The Walls C-Murder

Chorus:
I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep
I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free (they got me lock down)
I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep
I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free (they got me lock down)

Verse 1:
My lil' cousin Folley, down in that 'llo
I gotta phone call, said them niggas in the store
I said "Is you playing or dogg, is you real?"
'Cause you know that somebody is 'bout to get killed
I started loading bullets in my chrome revolver
Whenever I gotta problem, it's my problem solver
Then I call Boo-Boo, and told him to call Tony
Told him meet at the spot, just incase them people on me
My trigger finger itchy, and I am smoking on that sticky
To puffs was enough, to get me feeling tricky
I roll up on the spot with forty-five reasons
To leave a nigga bleeding, like it's kill a nigga season
Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat-Tat, some fools got wet
Now I ain't break a sweat, but I got their respect
And now I am in a cell for the holidays, oh well
At least I am alive, shit I could of been in hell

Chorus:
I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep
I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free (they got me lock down)
I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep
I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free (they got me lock down)