Song Lyrics
Got me tiptoeing through the conversation on our calls, long letters how the streets got the best of you, let s talk real niggas
I m tryna come home, they say been getting money while i m gone S.N.I.T.C.H., and wasn t he tryna holla at my bitch when i was home
See i can read between the lines, gettin money on the same blocks
i bet the man inside his mirror doesn t stare back
i m tryna come home
I m just tryna offset what he was saying on my phone, we used to steal dirt bikes S.N.I.T.C.H., i never thought i d had have to question were you man enough?
see i can read between the lines
We had a legacy he killed, long letters how the streets got the best of you, was at my graduation
when i signed my record deal you was my motivation
Was at my graduation, once he told me that
Giving you the jailhouse talk but you ain t mad enough, be the same one that setting in motion all them undercovers, covered his own tracks
Seen your baby mama she ain t even know if she should speak, so much for death before dishonor Williams, we had a legacy he killed
Break your heart when the man you call your brother, covered his own tracks
was at my graduation
Can t you hear it in my tone, called my mom mother, when i signed my record deal you was my motivation
From great friends now it s no affiliation, so much for death before dishonor, it d be him and lil rome
My nigga say it ain t so, gettin money on the same blocks S.N.I.T.C.H., they say been getting money while i m gone
I got to wear that, i m tryna come home
be the same one that setting in motion all them undercovers
I m tryna come home, it ain t adding up
We had a legacy he killed, i just sit and wonder
Now we speaking on some niggas that he say he ain t know, every move we ever made is getting stared at, my nigga say it ain t so
Got me tiptoeing through the conversation on our calls, so much for death before dishonor, hear em whispers
It s like i hear you smiling when you heard they hit the wall, break your heart when the man you call your brother
So i m sorry nigga, the walls are talking to me
your words start to echo
It s like i hear you smiling when you heard they hit the wall, long letters how the streets got the best of you S.N.I.T.C.H., called my mom mother
Might as well have a robe and gavel like your honor, i m tryna come home Pharrell, i never thought i d had have to question were you man enough?
The walls are talking to me, i m tryna come home, i m tryna come home
now when the phone start to click in
Once he told me that, be the same one that setting in motion all them undercovers
it s like i hear you smiling when you heard they hit the wall
they say been getting money while i m gone
i never thought i d had have to question were you man enough?
Nowadays niggas don t need shovels to bury you, they say been getting money while i m gone
It d be him and lil rome, i just sit and wonder S.N.I.T.C.H., be the same one that setting in motion all them undercovers
But things changed and we ain t end up in the same box, the walls are talking to me, i m tryna come home
so it s awkward when you call and i gotta press 5
Seen your baby mama she ain t even know if she should speak, but things changed and we ain t end up in the same box
When you ride like lightning then you crash like thunder, so much for death before dishonor
And i know you think i m wrong, say you got to hang up but the man won t let go, i bet the man inside his mirror doesn t stare back
let s talk real niggas
i m just tryna offset what he was saying on my phone
dodge raindrops
I m tryna come home, i m just tryna offset what he was saying on my phone, he selling cars
Covered his own tracks, i never thought i d be the last man standing up S.N.I.T.C.H., be the same one that setting in motion all them undercovers
called my mom mother
Got me tiptoeing through the conversation on our calls, so i m sorry nigga Williams, covered his own tracks
Nowadays niggas don t need shovels to bury you, when you ride like lightning then you crash like thunder
tryna act normal but the writing is on the wall
Break your heart when the man you call your brother, say you got to hang up but the man won t let go
Telling all your cellies how come i ain t sitting next to you, was at my graduation S.N.I.T.C.H., tryna act normal but the writing is on the wall
From great friends now it s no affiliation, can t you hear it in my tone
see i can read between the lines
they say been getting money while i m gone
But sorry nigga, telling all your cellies how come i ain t sitting next to you
Now we speaking on some niggas that he say he ain t know, divided by the time he was facing