Lyrics

Back in 22, started livin' out his league Went and spent too much on weed, girl just want to see him clean In 2023, was snorting X like he was fiendin' Take a tab with some shrooms, DMT lookin for peace He was the cocaine reaper A nicotine chiefer Coke and Everclear drinker Hangin' round some heathens Bottom feeders, drug dealers Uncle spent some time in prison To this day he fighting demons While his son lives in the system For the ones with school suspensions, drug charges, misdemeanors Good intentions, but this bad reputation that still precedes you Though they treat you like your criminal, it's not your definition Government made mental prisons since we're children, this our freedom Ain't nobody truly equal, in a way we all the victims Didn't have a choice to be here, but you're here so, love the feeling If you think nobody see you, who been with you start to finish He been workin' for his family, soon as he win then all em winnin' I think somethin' wrong behind the scenes I'm glad it's finally time we talk and find some peace You've been cooped up inside, stuck with the memories Cooped up inside, stuck with the memories Why don't we have a toast for all you achieved You know that money won't be comin' with you when you leave Cooped up inside, send us a couple beats While your cooped up inside, you're just another number Trap houses, motels, jail cells, courtrooms Rock bottom, means it's only fiends left to support you Late nights, no sleep, questioning your worth If you got hair on your chest, then be a man and make it work ayy Paranoid, clutch a magnum, call that safety first ayy Money, marijuana, not the type to go to church Though he prayin' for his lil cousin, he been taking percs Use his life as inspiration put this pain inside a verse He throw peace signs, he ready to show his family they gon be fine Move 'em out the trailer house, from grinding in his free time The only one that's left that isn't b-linin' for feline, that's a me-ow You hit her once and turned her to a freak ayy If it's not the money she gon' drain his self esteem Now he's thinkin' like he needs her, got him itchin' like a fiend While she truthfully don't want him, makin' money from the streets When his rage became productive, he became a different beast hearin' I think somethings wrong behind the scenes I'm glad it's finally time we talk and find some peace You've been cooped up inside, stuck with the memories Cooped up inside, stuck with the memories Why don't we have a toast for all you achieved You know that money won't be comin' with you when you leave Cooped up inside, send us a couple beats While you're cooped up inside, you're just another number (Talk, talk, talk) When you get money, they listen in when you talk They see him going, mimic everything's he got Hate to remind 'em how they even got their spots They said it's funny and it's nothing but it's something He ain't bout to die before he clear all them assumptions Speakin' in 3rd person won't admit it if he does it He doesn't drink now he barely functions Comfort, in affliction, killed the hunger Conflict, ruined friendships, you don't get younger Rap games Kobe, need a number and a jumper Pest control, we gon' stop 'em out, if they buggin' us He's flexeril, hold them muscles up if you're tough enough He's number one, lost his competition 4 or 5 months ago Instakill, say your name, I ain't even gotta use reload Trick or treat, phetamines, xtacy, edibles Enemies, friends of me, this is how you let em go like I think somethings wrong behind the scenes I'm glad it's finally time we talk and find some peace You've been cooped up inside, stuck with the memories Cooped up inside, stuck with the memories Why don't we have a toast for all you achieved You know that money won't be comin' with you when you leave Cooped up inside, send us a couple beats While you're cooped up inside, you're just another number