Ga Away

I ain't goin back to jail, bro. Nasty ass food, thug. Can't sleep
On lockdown at night and shit, thug. I used to love when my kids
Come visit me, but tears in my eyes when they leave cause I can't
Leave with 'em, you know. I ain't tryna go through that shit no
More. I'm through with that shit, for real. I go back to that
Motherfucker, they gon' talk 'bout me like a dog, and this is why

I don't wanna go away

Cause I know how these bitches play

I just wanna ball and stay
Don't wanna go cray off in that place
Free world food still on my plate
Don't want no CO's in my face
I don't wanna go away

And miss my people every day
Cause if I'm locked up, I can't get paid
Or hear none of my records get played
Or put more money in my safe
Have me wishin' I would've stayed
I don't wanna go away

I don't wanna go back

Nigga gon' change and I know that
All my little change, they gon' blow that
No drank back, askin' where the four at
I know they get grimy, so
Don't wanna hurt mama, no
Don't wanna eat slop no more
I wanna eat Pappadeaux
Probably get the boot from Atlantic
Hoes gon' jump out the boots, it's Titanic with the quickness

Niggas gon' turn into bitches

Michael Jordan gon' need Pippen
Who gon' answer every time I call?
Who gon' take my little boy to the mall?
Can't leave cause I'm up in my prime
But the bigger, the harder they fall
Get years behind that wall

Tears behind that wall
Fight, kick those shit, but I promise you, bitch
No fear behind that wall
Rather roll in my Rolls
Cut my hair when I want to, bath when I want to
Ride in my slab when I want to
If I go right back, man, I know what they gon' do

I don't wanna go away

Cause I know how these bitches play

I just wanna ball and stay
Don't wanna go cray off in that place
Free world food still on my plate
Don't want no CO's in my face
I don't wanna go away

And miss my people every day
Cause if I'm locked up, I can't get paid
Or hear none of my records get played
Or put more money in my safe
Have me wishin' I would've stayed
I don't wanna go away

I'm good right here, I ain't tryna go nowhere

If it ain't about freedom, if it ain't about money
You ain't gon' see Ro there

Hatin' ass niggas tryna make me lose my cool
But I'm not gon' go there

You already know the king of the ghetto a fool
I'll leave a nigga with no hair

Then I might have to get a bond, I'ma have to get a lawyer
I'ma have to be present for the docket

Up early in the motherfuckin' mornin'
Let the metal detector take everything out my pocket

You know I'm supposed to be drop-head
But a bad bitch all up in it so she tellin' me to stop it
I ain't nothin' but a baller, tryna shoot my shot
The judge and the prosecutor tryna block it
It's all good, my defense like man-to-man
I know they wanna catch me sellin' somethin' hand-to-hand
No Ruth's Chris, commissary bag in hand
In the penitentiary wishin' for a Dodge Caravan
And all my real niggas doin' that time, I know they feel me

For somethin' I had in my pocket
I'm lookin' at a dime, they tryna kill me

I don't wanna go away

Cause I know how these bitches play

I just wanna ball and stay
Don't wanna go cray off in that place
Free world food still on my plate
Don't want no CO's in my face
I don't wanna go away

And miss my people every day
Cause if I'm locked up, I can't get paid
Or hear none of my records get played
Or put more money in my safe
Have me wishin' I would've stayed
I don't wanna go away