(Chorus)
Man, I swear I'll never do that again,
Go off and be that stupid again,
I can't be one of them,
Old men who didn't make their amends,
Now they stuck doin' life in the pen,
Can't be me,
Man, I swear I'll never do that again,
Go off and be that stupid again,
Can't be one of them,
Young hardheads so mislead,
Their wild ways brought 'em to a quick end,
R.I.P.
(Verse 1)
Right now there's someone in a holding cell goin' through hell,
Askin' themselves how they ended chained to somebody else,
Every wise word they heard from mama's cautionary tales,
Runnin' through their mind more now than their own health,
Thats how I felt stuck inside a cage for days,
With the depraved afraid I'd never see sun rays,
Threat of permanent stay could make an atheist pray,
Lucky I got away I had to learn from mistakes,
Cut my bitch off firstly had to accept it,
She caused my charge of domestic now that's stuck on my record,
It was hard for a second but that's expected,
When you been with someone so long you crave their presence,
Anyway it's over I survived I'm a soldier,
Didn't make my heart colder or put chips on my shoulders,
It just did what it's supposed taught me move boulders,
And all bad times have a closure
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Right now there's someone on the clock at a restaurant at a spot,
Hatin' they boss countin' down to the second they off,
Wanna quit but shit that all comes at a cost,
Like their crib bein' lost and movin' back in wit' pops,
I feel that food from work you steal that,
Servin' at a place that you can't afford a meal at,
Life's cards hard wish you got a deal back,
'Cause your checks come smaller than an Advil cap,
Real life I know precisely what they feel like,
When your pockets so tight you can't keep the lights,
On your break you think like what I didn't do right,
To always ride passenger in my boy's challenger,
On top of that ya manager findin' ways to anger ya,
Even on your day off you wanna strangle her,
Been through all that I don't wanna fall back,
Into that strife that's why the chorus like
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
A penny saved is a penny earned,
Mistake made is a lesson learned,
You won't fear fire 'til ya burned,
There's no right without the left turn
That's all wise words that I've heard,
Didn't mean much at first 'til I went through my trials,
But before the court adjourned they returned to my files,
Pops always said that I was a hardheaded child,
Maybe so 'cause learnin' on my own been my style,
For a while I made the same bad decisions again,
Igging family friends pleading for it to end,
Hurting people and myself never makin' amends,
'Til that bitch Karma came through reversing that trend,
I needed a cleanse shit but that hoe was harsh,
Swear I paid for every wrong and more before she'd depart,
Now I gotta clean slate and I feel great,
Fell numerous times but got back up in each case
Born 9/14/90. From Monroe, LA. I started taking Rap seriously at 18. I rap about things that happen in my life and what I
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Soulful, funky instrumental hip-hop with deep grooves; producer JD. Reid was "inspired by Madlib," & his fans will find much to love. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 24, 2020