paroles de chanson Prison Visits - Smuve

Ima ride for my fam
Thru they darkest days
Always had good intentions
Through my bad ways
Pockets tired of being empty
I know crime pays
I'm tryna get usbout this shit
Before my last days

Early Sunday mornings for a road trip
Back seat rapping 50
Like I know the shit
Back seat window looking
Tryna see some shit
I never thought that back seat
Would make some poet shit
Yea
Pullin through the gates
Feeling optimistic
These niggas tripping
Talkin bout today ain't for the visits
2 hours on the road
It got me feeling different
They saying hurry up and wait
They tryna start an issue
Pops level headed but I see a difference
And we got baby boy with us
So he really with it

It's really nothing you can do
When yo freedom missing
It's only soo much you can say inside these county visits
Yea

12 years old and I seen da realest
Niggas spooked
I see my uncle shackled in this prison
Shit was real
I'm really blessed that I can paint the picture
3 years upstate
You know I see the difference

I'm used to hoopin' on them sundays
Spend them early morning in the hall
Den we part ways
Link up later on
Competition like da Barclays
Life ain't always sweet you can't treat it like no parfaits

Days when I would be shame
Only black inside these prep school
With some dark ways
Curly head nigga
Roccin polo
Like it's balmane

Yet they treat a nigga like he so strange
Mama on my ass bout this school
I got low grades
Letter in the mail
You tellin me that I can make change
Homies in my ear
Like bro We feel u
Trust We know pain

Wake up in the morning feeling sicker
Than a fresh fade
Shit

Summers in the Ville
Made me love da Ville
Or maybe summers in the Ville
Made me know what's real
They say you only live once
Yea we know the spill
But Shid you only live once
And that's what really kills

Tryna live life
Like I know what's right
I know what's wrong
But even then
That shit be feeling nice
Maybe that's the real reason I can't sleep at night
Losing all my closets friends
Them da longest nights

Still hear my nigga mama screaming in my head
We seen the world together
Can't believe my nigga dead
It's crazy how it's death or chilling in da feds
That shit crazy
Either death or chilling in da fed