Preach 2

In a government institute, no, I don't got my pole Preachin' tryna keep my life together Kaleif you gettin' old Say that boy smiley funny, funny? boy, I'll bust your dome Shit, my life choices just put me in a place, now my mind gone How he a felon before 18? He must've got shit on On 8th it was really fucked up, got a gun inside my home Late night walkin' with that chrome Say that's the street that get it on a nigga better have his pole, police goin' through the neighborhood Don't get caught with your pole, nigga Swisher Sweet or a Grabba Leaf I'm rollin' India to get the pain from up out of me And them demons up out of me My mom said I was trippin, I just needed money Told her I got tired of asking for shit, so I done got my own Jay said lately I ain't been on my shit, so something must be wrong I was caught up in a relationship, shawty do me wrong Like, how the hell you do it? All these bitches yet you on your own He just want the money, sick without it, I say you ain't wrong Money got them hating, start that talking, watch how quick they clone Money infatuated, get a brick and flip a brick for more He told me, tell em $25 and up and tell em, you don't go no low Miss Ruby told me cut the yard, she told me charge em $50 and more This pistol really scissors, go to cutting it'll cut a rope Me, myself, and I, plus my family, the shit that'll get you poked I ain't talk to Junior in bout a minute, but I seen him at the store Hold up No I ain't been up at the park, it's been bout seven years On that side it was on How we was outside, we was young niggas, now one my niggas gone I be thinkin' too much, so I smoke Miss Ruby told me cut the yard, she told me charge em $50 and more How he a felon before 18? He must've got shit on On 8th it was really fucked up, got a gun inside my home Late night walkin' with that chrome Say that's the street that get it on a nigga better have his pole, police goin' through the neighborhood Don't get caught with your pole, nigga Swisher Sweet or a Grabba Leaf I'm rollin' India to get the pain from up out of me And them demons up out of me My mom said I was trippin, I just needed money Told her I got tired of asking for shit, so I done got my own Jay said lately I ain't been on my shit, so something must be wrong I was caught up in a relationship, shawty do me wrong Like, how the hell you do it? All these bitches yet you on your own He just want the money, sick without it, I say you ain't wrong Money got them hating, start that talking, watch how quick they clone Money infatuated, get a brick and flip a brick for more He told me, tell em $25 and up and tell em, you don't go no low