[Verse: Sammy Shiblaq] I remember long days in the (trip?) time I ain't get it back, mama stressing trying to figure where I'm at I was trying to gets my bands right, get my man's right He be paranoid as fuck, can't put down his strap My baby wanna act like (I own?) people ain't trying to make me look bad How is you the one mad? Fuck that, why she mad at me Brodie told me learn to get me (through a bag at me?) Dawg got caught at a pitstop with a ziplock and he ain't even zip Locked up, now I just gotta sit back That's some time that we ain't gon' get back So, I gotta make it for my people I'm just hoping that you pray for me I was waiting, they ain't wait for me Now I gotta wait and see Yeah, yeah, yeah [Someone help me with this bro I can't get all the lyrics right]
