[Verse 1]
I woke up this morning, said f** this broke sh**, I gotta get me some paper
And my pride too f**ing big to ask any of my n***as for any favors
[?] time stand down, and I'm on parole so I ain't tryna go back to capers
I ain't with no 9 to 5's, call the people Boss putting on no kitchen apron
So I'm praying that I make it
And it's safe to say I'm f**ed up ‘cause there ain't no need to fake it
But I'm tired of being basic
These penitentiary chances so I gotta take it
If police, they try to chase me
The judge try to find me man, the code I never break it
Don't trust in all [?], ‘cause when they greet me with la [?] I always feel the hatred
Praying that I make it
I know n***as want my life, would do anything to take it
Gotta walk my dog
I take that motherf**er places that I shouldn't even take it
I would never write a statement
And the feds know it, they won't get no information
Just give me my jumper, [?] send my a** to population
I was born to be a boss, and so was Lil Chris, RIP the boss (C-Diddy!)
My n***a doing 30, up the mountains ‘cause he could not beat the charge
So it's free my n***a Ant, I'ma keep on saying sh** until they free my dogs
My n***a Holly sold his soul, it's f**ed up to know that n***a p**y all along
And ManMan turned to informant
Thought that he was real, he put on a good performance
Know a playa go courting, me and my n***as gon' be living in a fortress
Smoking OG by the pound
Come in the house, smell like a n***a lit a forest
187 Manor n***a, I'm forever Maxwell and you can't forget the Morris
Praying that I make it, damn
(I'm praying that I make it, damn)