Tonart: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
What should I write?
Eb
Cm
Eb
What can I say?
Cm
I twist with the reign,
I'm out the court back to
my cell in these chains
I'm on one, can't believe
what the DA did claim
Eb
I'm saying it's all bad,
Cm
but I'mma deal with it though
I got a fuckin' P .D.,
Eb
know what I'm dealin' with, yo?
I'm gettin' transferred tomorrow to the den
Eb
I had to ask a trustee for a pen
So I could let you know my contacts
Cm
and what city I'm in
Fm
Eb
Cause these rent -a -cop cars
is straight hatin' me, man
Cm
Cats is lookin' at me funny,
I'ma have to put hands
Eb
Soon as they take their cuffs off,
I'm Roberto Duran
I ain't playin' shit, I'm holdin' it down
Cm
Fm
Till I'm released, hot -headed,
Eb
but a cold nigga playin'
Cm
for keeps I'm sayin'
What should I write?
Eb
Fm
Cm
What can I say?
Fm
Eb
Fm
Cm
What should I write?
Locked down, got me going insane
Unbearable things go on
when the niggas contain
I did a bid up in solitary
Eb
I can't wait to get back
to my commissary
Cm
Eb
Ain't no love here, delicate niggas,
My mind's gully,
that's why it's been a while
Since I broke stress, but bless,
you should see the look on my face
Cause jail will make you wanna
Eb
look for God like Mace
Cm
Eb
But that ain't the case with me,
I sleep with one eye open,
I'm a surveillance cam
Damn, I done seen the worst,
but I'm strong
It's been long,
Fm
Eb
but two more months and I'm home
Cm
I would call you on the phone,
but if I heard you speak
Cm
start murking out cops, fuck a dime
Shit, I'm trying to live it,
ain't that a bitch?
Fm
Eb
They turn the lights out,
Fm
Eb
now I can't even finish
Cm
What should I write?
What can I say?
What should I write?
Fm
Eb
Fm
Cm
What can I say?
What should I write?
What can I say?
What should I write?
Fm
Eb
Fm
What can I say?
Eb
Cm
It's early morning,
finna eat chow,
let me set the day
Dm
Watch my face continue
Cm
where I left off from yesterday
Eb
Gotta watch my back like
Fm
It's like a gay activist parade,
it's so many perks
Eb
Cm
Not only that,
flavored acts take place every sec
Every man got contraband
and will knife your chest
Eb
Cm
Ain't no Disney in here,
shit the Knights is sick
Fm
Eb
The Warden in the garden's faulty,
ain't no righteousness
Cm
It might just get sick if I'm looked at wrong
Eb
If you could spread love
to my daughter and son
my heart is where I'm hollering from
Fm
Eb
I ain't trying to worry you, love,
but I'm missing you, mom
you know you like the air in my lungs
Eb
I need you to breathe, boo,
you know you the one
Cm
You kinda tripping, huh?
I'm sorry I came at you this way
Eb
I didn't know what to write,
I didn't know what to say
Cm
What should I write?
What can I say?
What should I write?
Eb
Fm
Cm
What can I say?
Outro 1
Fm
Eb
Fm
Cm
Cm
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