Im Witcha

Yeah, (MO3, talk to 'em)

The street's fucked up, this generation fucked up

(Hit 'em with another one) Like they don't know no better

(What is you sayin'?) Nah, it ain't that they don't know no better

They ain't got no guides, ain't nobody to tell 'em, you know

(Yeah) (That's right) Everybody wanna right the wave, like

I'm still on that old shit, ****, OG

Them time be 'long time ago

Granny and Mama and them taught me a long time ago (Real life)

A lot of these **** don't know what it mean

To go get an envelope, sign it, and seal it (What)

When you gonna send it off? Time keep tickin'

Bro all in his feelin's, ain't nobody visit him

I feel this pain, just want some attention

Shit ain't been the same since they gave me a sentence

Young **** twenty-one and the judge gave him 20

Boy's head fucked up, he wanna try to listen

Before he got locked up, he was in the trench

Pants down, thuggin', when he clutch, a **** didn't

**** on the line, bottom line, he gettin' finished

Lord took him out the picture, so the hood gonna miss him

I remember runnin' in and out of Mama kitchen

Stash spot for the Glock in the cabinet by the dishes

And I gotta a handle when it comes to gettin' rich

So I'm outside jaggin', if you trappin', you gonna get it

Lyin' ass hoe on the pole, playin' vitcim

I don't want to talk to you hoe, get out your feelin's (What)

Tell I was broke by the hoes in my britches

I stink right now, hoppin' on the the black Gidget

I used to have love for the strippers in my city (What)

But they ain't got love for me if I ain't tippin' (What)

But baby, look, I'm hurtin' right now, you gotta feel me

But still love the way you move your ass and your titties, yeah

This for them **** doin' time (Oh, no)

Man, I ain't lyin (Boy, I ain't lyin' yeah)

I'm witcha (I'm witcha), I'm witcha (Oh yeah, I'm witcha)

Daddy gone, Mama just died, them kids cry (Them kids cry)

Oh yeah, I' feel 'em (I feel 'em)

Oh yeah, I'm witcha (You gotta feel it)

And all my life, I swear to God, I wanted to shine (I wanted to shine)

You feel me? (You feel me?), you gotta feel me

Baby girl, I know they really do get on your grind

'Cause I'm witcha (I'm witcha) (Yeah) (I'm witcha)

Yeah, MO mother fuckin' 3

It's gettin' cold (It's gettin' cold)

She don't got no heat (She don't got no heat)

Turn on that stove and get on your knees (Yeah)

Put clothes on them kids and socks on they feet (Yeah)

Sleep on the floor (Sleep on the floor)

Barely can sleep (She barely can sleep)

Them kids in the room, they need somethin' to eat

And them stamps ain't came, but you gotta feed 'em

And I'm proud to be

To ask somebody for somethin', I feel 'em (Oh yeah, I feel 'em)

I'm witcha (I'm witcha), I'm witcha (Oh yeah, I'm witcha)

Baby daddy a deadbeat, fuck that **** (Hey, fuck that ****, for real)

I don't feel him (I don't feel him)

He ain't a real **** (He ain't a real ****)

And when them days hard (Hard)

I'm lookin' up (I'm lookin' up)

Down on my luck, still don't give a fuck

I run it up till I can't get enough (Yeah)

I'ma get up and go hard (Go hard)

You know what's up (Hoe, they know what's up)

Bottom line, on the grind, can't fuck with me, ****

In the hood, know the kid, and it's stuck with me ****

This for them **** doin' time

Man, I ain't lyin' (Boy, I ain't lyin', yeah)

I'm witcha (I'm witcha), I'm witcha (Oh yeah, I'm witcha)

Daddy gone, Mama just died, them kids cry (Them kids cry)

Oh yeah, I feel 'em (I feel 'em)

Oh yeah, I'm witcha (You gotta feel it)

And all my life, I swear to God, I wanted to shine (I wanted to shine)

You feel me? (You feel me?), you gotta feel me

Baby girl, I know that really do get on your grind (On your grind)

'Cause I'm witcha (I'm witcha), I'm witcha, I'm witcha, girl