[Verse One]
Ya don't know what I'm going through
Imagine crying all night, nobody holding you
I had to hold a tool, was I supposed to shoot?
And when you dead or locked up that's when they notice you
f** the breaking news, I already broke the news
Ya don't know my story cause that book is so over due
I'm picture perfect without a damn photo shoot
I'm already street smart so I didn't have to go to school
They tried to judge me, but you over ruled
Case dismissed n***a, Swave the sh** n***a, gangster sh**
Hold a 9, blazing piff, play with bricks
I keep it up, and they gon find me in a grave or ditch
Both my sisters went to college
While I'm tryna make a profit off of songs that I ain't drop yet
And I know it sounds like non sense
But I'll rather that then play with objects in the projects
God forbid I die tomorrow, tips is hollow
My life taken instead of borrowed
Cause every story ain't no fairy tale
Don't shoot the messenger I'm just here to carry mail
[Outro]
Ladies and Gentlemen, This is The Swave Method