Prototype Lyrics - D.r.a.m.

Bars on I-95 Freestyle 

Tsu Surf 

Lord forgive me for my sins, I been tainted 

All them late nights me and them walls got acquainted 

Basquiat with the hammer, plenty pictures I done painted 

Judge read the charges, shit, Momma nearly fainted 

My hood been Iraq, them bricks like the Navy 

In the kitchen whippin' gravy tryin' to get it for the baby 

I wouldn't say a name if them motherfuckers payed me 

Remember sittin' in that cell: Jordan and McGrady 

Thats 23 and 1, window blocked so I can't see the sun 

Push-ups 100 down all the way to 1 

Just caught another case like I ain't just beat a gun 

Somebody on the phone trippin', she won't let him see his son 

Go ahead with your shit, go ahead with your list 

Them niggas that's you think hard, me and them don't mix 

But everybody bangin' though, everybody ridin' 

Out of state screamin' out blocks we be slidin' 

Good on your "welcome home" if you wasn't screamin' free me 

Mind on a mill behind that wall—hold up, Free Meek 

Tinted Impalas we probably pile up for the mission 

Lord I know I'm contradictin', but I'm prayin' that we hit him 

Wasn't thinkin' 'bout his mother 'fore we got him but we get him 

Pray my momma don't ever gotta identify a victim 

We rap those things, get some clients if your trap don't bling 

My daughter askin' what them tattoos mean 

Shit, first you feel sad, then you feel mad 

In the mirror like, "What if she want a nigga like her dad?" 

So I been tryna chill, I been focused on the bag 

I'm sorry if this ain't the type of shit that make you dab 

Nights in that cell, don't know if I'm comin' home or not 

You hear that door close, I still hear that shit lock 

I'm back for my loyalty, still hear them shots 

Metal cuffs left a mark, allergic to them cops 

And niggas fuck with him when he spittin' in the light 

He fightin' for his life, he can't even get a kite 

Shit, all I know is gunplay, I know I gotta get it though 

Gotta ask Chris Paul how he let them Clippers go 

Suckers try to speak and get the stale face 

Know I got a hell date, 'til then eat good, tilapia well-steak 

Wifey know where I put the bail cake 

I'll take a jail case before I take a shell-case 

Leanin' off these Minnesota's, pop another Vicodin 

Shit really happen, I don't be rappin', I just write the shit 

This what Newark sound like, nother day nother movie 

So I'm usually out of town shoppin' 'round with a Karruche 

Only connect with G's, shit me and my guys Gucci 

Only things that test loyalty: time, money and couchie 

He talk to much, you pay attention, play that nigga loosely 

Bring light on the transaction, pull up in a hooptie 

Pray I make it to my destination, niggas tryna do me 

I gotta hit them hitters, it's gon' be a call of duty 

Be layed blowin' fruity with a cutie gettin' chewy 

While I'm playin' with her cootie, fingers sticky, shit be gooey 

Put a bag on your head, she'll really line you for a Louie 

Thank god he survived, them doctor stitch him like a Coogie 

Opps out lurkin', they wonder why I be trippin' 

Shit, Tsu cased up, he was in them streets trippin' 

You know suitcase, trip... nevermind that 

Cops put the pressure, niggas askin' where they sign at 

First day home, I grabbed the "where you find that?" 

Copped a new watch, just can't get the time back 

Sickenin', thought a nigga never get to spit again 

Momma keep sayin' pray, but Momma, I don't think He listenin' 

Why should he now? I be like a reaper with that hoodie down 

Tell cuz hit the lights, let me out, pull around 

Work time, I might make a movie if you let me 

No designer, we can't put in work in Louie or Giuseppe 

Too wild, that's why they ain't open to sign me 

They only red bottoms 'cause I stepped over the body 

I'd die for this goon gang, ride with these grips out 

Think we eatin' Chinese food: them chopsticks out 

Keep the work at what's-her-name crib, she a brick house 

Cuz took the wrong pill, fucked around and tripped out 

Almost rapped about the body, nigga got a slick mouth 

Went and caught another bid, baby momma dipped out 

Light the sticky up and you burn it 

Old head said if you don't know it then you learn it 

Work like opening doors: get the key, turn it 

Upgrade the side bitch status, man she earned it 

Been practicin' patience, few dead faces in the basement 

Relationship changed 'cause of statements 

Timin' on the plea is like "fuck it, man, take it" 

Bands at my lil bitch crib, we don't bank it 

And I can't get none of them homies body from the dirt 

Left some real niggas in that building, shit hurt 

Life funny like that, pitbull in a skirt 

But rest in peace the old me, put it on a shirt 

If that ain't what you really 'bout, nigga why you write it? 

Don't glorify shit, we just really been indicted 

We really caught cases, really got knocked 

Was quarantined, days playin' spades with the opps 

And cuz fightin' trial 'cause them charges won't drop 

Prostration gettin' darker, he been heavy on Salat 

Pay attention to character, watch out for the plot 

Only eat with the family, you food if you not 

And cold winters, gotta keep warm, that's the norm 

Attempt murder mean they caught him workin' on his form 

Big body truck stash box, transform 

If we beefin' when I see him I got somethin' for him 

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Some lil nigga father never told him 

Gotta know when you should hold him, when to fold him 

If that's your lil bro then nigga mold him 

He only know the stupid shit you showed him 

They be paintin' a story that be all facts 

Them niggas bangin' on Twitter, all caps 

Start to see your true colors, I just fall back 

County phone 15 minutes "yo I'll call back" 

How I don't talk about the real when I live it? 

Do you cop or do you roll the dice knowin' that you did it? 

Landlord the whip: first you own it, then you tint it (tenant) 

Man, she seen me, she cried like 15 minutes 

Ain't no niggas cry, wasn't no bitches hurtin' 

You start to realize you livin' for the wrong person 

They said I wasn't comin' back 

I heard that when I came back 

Once you change you can't change back 

When it's time to ride, where your gang at? 

Ain't seen my daughter in like a year, shit explain that 

Safe for the money but where I put this pain at? 

Safe for the money but... look, ayo 

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Ask the opps, they real enough to tell you that I let it go 

Everybody go through shit, you hold it down, don't let it show 

Baby hairs and messy bun, can't seem to tell her no 

If I don't make it, shit I'm hittin' the block 

I find another hood, shipment and shop 

Maybe Oaklahoma Trey Young givin' a shot 

First you ... then you ... I'm just [...] 

I know some Akhis with some bodies I'm just sendin' salat 

It's like the body count rise when the temperature drop 

Get them niggas out your circle, they ain't with you you crop 

Get your niggas— 

Shout out to them niggas that never played with me 

[?] I can spit, some gotta go to the grave with me 

Nightmare, Momma said she felt the call, played with me 

Woke up in a cold sweat, bad bitch layed with me 

Bands on her Monclear, lil bitch from Montclair 

Took her out the state for a minute, I got her mind clear 

And never did nothin' I ain't had to 

Niggas throwin' shade, see you out, try and lap you 

Standin' next to you but I lapped you 

Don't judge him when he comfortable, it's 'bout what he adapt to 

Old head put me on game, it made sense 

Caught his case in 98, he ain't been home since 

Told me I should learn my lesson from him, shit real 

He in that fed jumper in the county on a pill 

This real world shit, light the blunt, take a dab 

It's like they don't understand it if it don't make 'em dab 

Few bands on a bag, more bands on a bag 

Every man for theyself, I learned that from my dad 

And bitches ain't shit, learned that from my ex 

You gotta let it breathe, learned that from the TEC 

Wasted money on a vest, hit that nigga in his neck 

Only thing I every put my name on was a check 

Real shit, no cut, I'll probably never win a Grammy 

Too busy chasin' these bandies 

I just beat another case, know they can't stand me 

My lawyer at my daughter birthday now, he family 

Got somethin' for him if he think a nigga candy 

Paranoia got me sleepin' with this Waka like Tammy 

Shit, commissary summer dogs with the MAC 

The day I got locked keep playin' back 

My bunkie been stressin', his codefendant a rat 

The old-head talkin' what he was way back 

Before he slipped through the cracks 

Dope jumped on his back, I believe him 

If they don't check you when you down you don't need 'em 

Somebody just lost trial, he ain't never leavin' 

The cops burned down roof him, bad bitch boof him 

D's question: did he lie 'em? did he truth 'em? 

Made niggas disappear poof and 

I ain't Lonzo Ball, my daddy wasn't proud of my shootin' 

You gotta stack it, shit happen in these fake streets 

Kick his candles while he dead how you make beef 

And everybody ain't allowed where them apes eat 

Hit the lawyer with the retainer like straight teeth 

Believe half of what you see, none of what they tellin' you 

Go and dab it on your tongue what these niggas sellin' you 

And gotta make it back home without dog smellin' you 

Seen opps catch opps down at main medical 

Had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles 

We was bumpin' Hov, morning shift on that stove 

Why he only talk real shit? 

'Cause life a card game, this just what we deal with 

I rather motivate who ain't got it 

Than talk about these bands we be runnin' up 

Like niggas get it and just forget when they was comin' up 

These was expensive, why I'm gon' announce it? 

Why I'm showin' off for her? She can't even pronounce it 

Everybody can't afford keys, get some ounces 

Monopoly: before you get a telly you get houses 

My cougar bitch do real estate, she sell cribs 

My chubby bitch d—