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Staring At Walls

C-Murder
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Hello? Yo yo yo what's up dog? What's up C? Just lookin' out on that three way? Man anytime dog, for real I'm locked down for another holiday dog Just take care of my people for me You got that bro, don't even trip nigga, ya heard? I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free My lil' cousin, fallin', down in that yo I got a phone call, say them niggas in the store I said, is you playing, or dog is you real? Cause you know that somebody, is 'bout to get killed I started loading bullets in my chrome revolver Whenever I got a problem, it's my problem solver Then I called Boo Boo and told him, to call Tone Told him meet me at the spot, just in case them people on me My trigger finger itchy, and I'm smoking on that sticky Two puffs was enough, to get me feeling tricky I roll up on the spot, with 45 reasons To leave a nigga bleeding like it's kill a nigga season And rat-a-tat-tat, some fools got wet Now I ain't break a sweat, but I got their respect And now I'm in the cell for the holidays, oh well At least I'm alive, shit I coulda been in hell I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free Going in and out of jail, my people say I'm finished They said I'm bad news like my big cousin Jimmy My name in the paper cause I'm always in messes The po-po's caught me hot, with some guns in the vest But I'd rather get caught with it, than without it You run up on No Limit, you better be 'bout it I never tuck my tank in, I'm never running I don't care if it's me against a motherfucking hundred I represent the tank, that means I'm a soldier I wear No Limit gear with MP's and smoke doja There go the police, sweating me again I had some open warrants, so them fools took me in I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free I'm staring at the walls, I can't sleep I wanna see my kids, I wanna be free Yeah, yeah, bruh Man look, they better get me up out here dog I'm telling you, Hawsy better be on his job, ya heard me? I'ma hurt something But uh, I know Petey out there handling his business, I ain't tripping I'm in here, handling my business You better not tell me nothing, I'ma go off in here, ya heard me? Huh bruh? Yeah, yeah, that what P want me to do Yeah