Big Flock - Intro (Glockism) lyrics

[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)