Stir Songtext
von Rylo Rodriguez
Stir Songtext
Grew up in the Jersey, sometimes you promise a casket or a bunk
Little bro is fly but he in jail, he got like 60 months
He was two years in, I took it back ′cause, yeah, fuck the pump
They sayin' he lost his mind, I don′t think he did if talkin' 'bout Lamont
Kehl got an elbow, he had two strikes, I wish he would′ve bunt
They come shoot Lil Jay mama house up, that′s how he got his L
His family sick of divin' on the floor, lil sis ain′t even care
They tappin' with my cousin, he up the road, that made him cut his hair
We supposed to be in this big ass house with us, but you in there
Benjamin Fobi goin′ to see your train, can't lie, he in there
Like send your big ol′ money every holiday to get them somethin' to wear
I don't never wish jail up on, no, man, but I knew how Ty would live
They whacked him, wasn′t even home a whole year, his brother stayed in prison
Marco told on Duke, Ken, and George, he didn′t get a day
Lawyer say lil Duke 'bout to come home, but he ain′t get a date
Been high like a hoe since Tyrone tried to hit a plate
I ain't get your letter, you say I was actin′ funny, but I ain't Desi Banks
A nigga take the fifth, trial it always end bad
I′m supposed to tell my brothers, hopin' I ain't gettin′ dragged
Hope school life can find a mistake in the case, I′m just curious
Said the feds was lookin' for him, it was Homeland Security
Took a Patek off my wrist, put shackles on my hand
Had to tell myself I ain′t in my prime, I feel like Deion Sanders
Told Duke locked up doin' 25, wanna tell how he on the ′Gram
People in his background get to rappin' ′cause they know who I am
Nigga mama talkin' 'bout before he went to jail, fuck with my head
I can′t let him sit without no lawyer, even after what he said
How G-Wag gon′ look at me? How the hell Aisha gon' look at me?
Made it through them drugs, but still catch me
Know how the DA gon′ look at me
Bro went for trial for two years, fucked up how they playin'
Before he go to sleep, he get a rag, tie a knife ′round his hand
Know Sheffy fuckin' with when I call, pick up the phone for me
Every time Tom Bankhead turn, his fiancée had to roll the weed
Said wife sent him a letter and sprayed perfume on it
Got a hand of bed spread on the wall when he gotta take a shit
Ain′t nothin' cool about it if you gon' suck dick, you ain′t even take your lick
I was on the beat like Lil Jermaine, he was spoiled as it get
Saw him last month, he was at the store, he asked for 80 cent
When that girl cheated, he ain′t wanna go to court, he say he sick
Can't believe bro facin′ all that time and worried 'bout a chick
How G-Wag gon′ look at me? How the hell Aisha gon' look at me?
Made it through them drugs, but still catch me
Know how the DA gon′ look at me
How the CO gon' look at me? But fuck how the PO gon' look at me
Cut his hair off, he got caught doin′ me
Hope a nigga change
How youngin′ gon' look at me?
Little bro is fly but he in jail, he got like 60 months
He was two years in, I took it back ′cause, yeah, fuck the pump
They sayin' he lost his mind, I don′t think he did if talkin' 'bout Lamont
Kehl got an elbow, he had two strikes, I wish he would′ve bunt
They come shoot Lil Jay mama house up, that′s how he got his L
His family sick of divin' on the floor, lil sis ain′t even care
They tappin' with my cousin, he up the road, that made him cut his hair
We supposed to be in this big ass house with us, but you in there
Benjamin Fobi goin′ to see your train, can't lie, he in there
Like send your big ol′ money every holiday to get them somethin' to wear
I don't never wish jail up on, no, man, but I knew how Ty would live
They whacked him, wasn′t even home a whole year, his brother stayed in prison
Marco told on Duke, Ken, and George, he didn′t get a day
Lawyer say lil Duke 'bout to come home, but he ain′t get a date
Been high like a hoe since Tyrone tried to hit a plate
I ain't get your letter, you say I was actin′ funny, but I ain't Desi Banks
A nigga take the fifth, trial it always end bad
I′m supposed to tell my brothers, hopin' I ain't gettin′ dragged
Hope school life can find a mistake in the case, I′m just curious
Said the feds was lookin' for him, it was Homeland Security
Took a Patek off my wrist, put shackles on my hand
Had to tell myself I ain′t in my prime, I feel like Deion Sanders
Told Duke locked up doin' 25, wanna tell how he on the ′Gram
People in his background get to rappin' ′cause they know who I am
Nigga mama talkin' 'bout before he went to jail, fuck with my head
I can′t let him sit without no lawyer, even after what he said
How G-Wag gon′ look at me? How the hell Aisha gon' look at me?
Made it through them drugs, but still catch me
Know how the DA gon′ look at me
Bro went for trial for two years, fucked up how they playin'
Before he go to sleep, he get a rag, tie a knife ′round his hand
Know Sheffy fuckin' with when I call, pick up the phone for me
Every time Tom Bankhead turn, his fiancée had to roll the weed
Said wife sent him a letter and sprayed perfume on it
Got a hand of bed spread on the wall when he gotta take a shit
Ain′t nothin' cool about it if you gon' suck dick, you ain′t even take your lick
I was on the beat like Lil Jermaine, he was spoiled as it get
Saw him last month, he was at the store, he asked for 80 cent
When that girl cheated, he ain′t wanna go to court, he say he sick
Can't believe bro facin′ all that time and worried 'bout a chick
How G-Wag gon′ look at me? How the hell Aisha gon' look at me?
Made it through them drugs, but still catch me
Know how the DA gon′ look at me
How the CO gon' look at me? But fuck how the PO gon' look at me
Cut his hair off, he got caught doin′ me
Hope a nigga change
How youngin′ gon' look at me?
Writer(s): Isaiah Elijah Devoe, Ryan Adams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
