Just up, I gotta thank God Fired up a square, that's how my day Early mornin' buzzin' got me at life Outside, I see movin' pictures, at the lights It's another Saturday it seems like Got dressed and hit the corner my team, right Smoke it, roll it up and it around Now I'm stoned and my ass is barely draggin' the No than I think they woulda thought of A cop walks over, saw him "Excuse me, mister officer man, I wasn't disrespect" And coughin' again red as a bandana And one heavy on his antenna At his request sent a squad car And they put my black ass behind bars
Just wanna up my bags, and get out of this hole believe they treat me so bad Can't believe they actin' so I just leave this room I'm sitting on this concrete couch Just waiting for the judge to say, I'm gon' be free today, yeah
Fingerprinted, gettin' in fed a nigga Johnny, so I took ten 'Cause I'm knowing that I'll be here the whole night Empty drunk tank, it's finna be a cold I finally up on some housin' Old celly, so I'm me a thousand And I got a bottom bunk pass Boss in with his punk ass Talkin' to a like it's date time where I'm from, I'm from H-town Niggas askin' me I'm in for Nosy motherfuckers want info I tell him, "Dog, I done shit You know these redneck crackers think run shit" lights out, I tie my mat down Chuck it on the and stretch my ass out
Gonna pack up my bags, and get out of this believe they treat me so bad Can't believe they so cold I wanna leave this room I'm still on this concrete couch Just waiting for the judge to say, that I'm gon' be free today,
court call in the halls Strip a nigga down to his Bare-butt in my tennis shoes The nighttime sergeant an interview They push us out livestock "Ain't no talkin' while I'm talkin', is my block" I get to see me a judge I'm a Black man, so she got a Old bitch full of hate And a nigga quick to represent the gray I got a lawyer, I don't need one me thirty days, you get three-one I ain't tryna piss in a jug, Just I'm Black, I get fucked with I bet if I had a white dude I'd have been arrested, look at Michael And if I swam like a fish, though They still would've me in the Crisco And fried a nigga's ass in some hot I'm tryna get my ass out the hot seat
Just pack up my bags, and get out of this hole believe they treat me so bad Can't they actin' so cold I just wanna leave this I'm still sitting on this couch Just for the judge to say, that I'm gon' be free today, yeah