Life I Live 2

Yeah
You no sometimes you just wanna be in your own lane
And just do what you gotta do
They put cuffs on me that equals custody
Now I'm counting down them days till they let free
2nd letter in the alphabet let me B (be)
3rd letter man it's hard to C (see)
I just keep going
Picture Tox on a boat
I just keep rowing
Snakes in the grass so I keep mowing
Tryna go from free flow to Heathrow
I lost friends but shawty I keep close
Feds want me on the radar like a freestyle
Blue lights behind me they chased me for 3 miles
I told shawty if I'm gone keep the pattern turning
You see I been here before I gotta stay earning
Me going broke that's what them Feds want
They took my big bro didn't beat that red rum
And sitting in his court case it gave me the shivers
I been there like he was but my verdict was different
I seen friends come and go I need family for life
They gone tell you that they love you till your really outta sight
So I keep my circle smaller than peanuts
Let real niggas no I'm the one they can lean on
I remember them times I just got a 5 two and a half left
I gave my boy grub on the arm like a bicep
Then guess what he done (What he do)
I seen niggas do the craziest of shit when there bruck
You no me I'll cut you off
I never shed a tear when I got bird
When I was looking at life I never said a word
I guess I'm built like that
My mind frame was I'll be right back
I got goals like I'm winning a match
I couldn't stop like my tyres were flat
I'm in cruise control & I ain't even put my feet on the gas
Look how far I came a lot to lose but more to gain
The path I took got tough terrain
So how could I explain
My nigga got life for a shooting wid ah 9
Harry Kane
All these thoughts in my brain i don't speak it's contained
Got me praying that I never see a jail cell again
They ain't nothing like me
My flows sick like it went and whitied
Growing up I wanted love like I'm Afrodite
Same time I'm kickin ball in these total 90s
Got me reasoning with God like I'm Bruce almighty
Cause there ain't no love on these roads
3 marmie man I'm praying that he get his parole
Ca that's bro from knee high when we never had shit
Like burglary and bud was the lives that we lived
Now I'm tryna expand like what the fuck is a grand
I need my feet in the sand but licence won't let me hand
I dream big anytime I go to sleep at night
All I knew was crime scenes like CSI
Really you don't wanna be that guy
Have you ever seen a man that you rate turn snake
When they red him rights
I got memories I'm storing em like gigabits
I got bricks i weren't tryna look a 9 to 5
I got sticks someone tell him I ain't tryna fight
Its all black anytime I pulled up on a glide
Theses bruddas ain't on job like JSA
And bros rolling with that wap that's his SIA