Waitin’ on a Visit

Lyrics

[Chorus] They got my niggas in the parish chillin' on a Wednesday Waitin' on a visit but it gon' be okay It gon' be okay I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK They got my niggas up the road thuggin' on their chores Hopin' somethin' folds (Somethin' folds) But it gon' be okay, it gon' be okay I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK [Verse 1] Man, I realizes I'm stuck in this bitch And I'm a trigger finger itchin' from the K I love to go spit And ain't no visits when your bread gone My head gone, can't say shit because I'm dead wrong I'm dead wrong Commissary on low and I can't even buy no Tennis So I'm ready to take off my socks and box 'cause I'ma menace (Huh) I love takin' pictures up that road to let my niggas know I was with you everyday you chose I read it up in jail, why the fuck you put me in the field? My hands hurt and mister come on, look it, keep it real When I get out this bitch they gon' say, "Mayday, Mayday" You done took half of my life plus my AK, my AK From Hunts to Angola and DCI they cried tears Come home from five years, see how wild the world is I wish my life was gas tank 'cause I need a fill up Couldn't pay my cousin lawyer that done fucked my whole year up [Chorus] They got my niggas in the parish chillin' on a Wednesday Waitin' on a visit but it gon' be okay It gon' be okay I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK They got my niggas up the road thuggin' on their chores Hopin' somethin' folds (Somethin' folds) But it gon' be okay, it gon' be okay I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK [Verse 2] This is for my niggas on the walk with them 3's on Scratchin' like it like a pit every time a nigga won't be home But he miss his AK 'cause that's what raised him The only real toys daddy ever fuckin' gave him His hoes done went to twenty to ten to fuckin' two Go fall off in that pen' and see how all y'all hoes do His boys convicted felons and they can't come see you Your lil' boy had a program, he can't come neither Now play this song up in your Walkman in your bed at night And tell me next you see me if I lead you right And ain't no smiles when your shine gone Looked at a man and asked why he did it He say, "The devil got his mine goin'" Listen when I spit it and watch what I'm sayin' I know you sick up in that bitch, dawg, but never stop prayin' Hold my hand, you can lean on me I'm the friend who pull up on the curb, nigga, when you go on E [Chorus] They got my niggas in the parish chillin' on a Wednesday Waitin' on a visit but it gon' be okay It gon' be okay I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK They got my niggas up the road thuggin' on their chores Hopin' somethin' folds (Somethin' folds) But it gon' be okay, it gon' be okay I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK [Verse 3] How the fuck do you think my mama feel, Mr. Officer? You got her cryin' tears every time my nigga call her My daughter, she don't notice my face 'cause she don't see me that much Plus I'd hate for her to see me in cuffs This is for my niggas up the road, man Like Big Lo Diddy Charge and Trail Charge and James Cole, man Them niggas heart don't pump blood, nigga, it pump alien piss And they love them AK's, that's why they stay in that bitch Father, forgive us, we some niggas in a rush to get paid You can see this dawg bitches, plus I'm duckin' a grave I told my mama, "When I die put my casket on dubs Roll me in with all my thugs and put a blunt in my tux" This is for my niggas who incarcerated Boy, I hate it, hold your head up and you oughta make it I told my dawgs over and over, over again When a nigga take may I won't hit some AK