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I don't got too many minutes left on the phone. Do me a favor, some I'm filling out my sheet right now for tomorrow to take the money out in the morning. (Alright). You can't take pay it? (Cause I don't have no credit card I got straight cash, I'm in the stu' but I can give it to somebody). Alright so umm you could meet up with wifey then I guess. where you at? What studio you downtown right now? (I'm in Queens I'ma be in Quad at 7 o'clock.) She get off at 8 or some shit like that, or 8:30. (Well when she get off she can come there, I'ma be there until 1 in the morning). Alright so bae so you wanna do that? Yeah I got you. Alright, alright cuzzo. I love you, I'll call you tomorrow on the wake up, I'll call you, I'll call you early in the morning. (Love you more nigga) Alright, alright, I'll talk to you later. (Alright) Alright cuzzo Attica, Clinton All my niggas downstate caught (?) My boy Murder doing the pound key, five years All my life, I've been around tears Never timid around niggas that sound scared Green haven, free Ra he up in Lake View Hating me cause I'm working, you come home they gon' hate you We was in the club drinking Henny by the gallon Next morning found out Scrappy on the Island Doe mom's called me like we gotta go visit Charlie calling collect, let's just send him some pictures Your commissary'll never be short, your son good It really don't matter, whatever get bought That's on my life Sending my love to you Praying that you come home (Inshallah) Until the day you do (uh) I'll be sending my love Sending my love to you Praying that you come home (Inshallah) Until the day you do (uh) I'll be sending my love SongtexteImagine your whole block get indicted Never thinking that for your freedom you will be fighting You was only focused on getting back by the 9th ten If he ain't had the time you was robbing him for his Brightling Robbing them for they Cuban or anything they was moving You caught a hot one last summer, you still grooving Home invasions, living rooms you been intruding Your mother gave you everything, you shoulda been a student Shoulda went to college, experience is the best teacher Never listened, you shoulda took in that knowledge Learned how to watch for grimy niggas like Knxwledge Who am I to judge? I got knocked for a couple dollars I'm just sending my love in case I miss your call You would hold me down, whether the problem was big or small And then you come home, they probably find us in the mall I'm bout to have a daughter, I'll let you know when she getting tall I love you Hold your head Don't forget I be thinking about you every day Counting down the days Till I see your face And you know we celebrate it Sending my love to you Praying that you come home Until the day you do I'll be sending my love Sending my love to you Praying that you come home Until the day you do I'll be sending my love Aus Songtexte Mania