Oh, no
Oh, no, no
I like to sing my pain away
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

They left me bruised up, they tried to leave me used up
I was confused 'cause the ones I love ain't prove much
I did everything, they lied say I ain't do much
And they ain't call me to plead they case, and it'd been two months
Postin' guns on your page, that put us all in danger
But they say I'm one of the leaders 'cause I'm the one that's famous
Some niggas don't come around unless it's entertainment
When it's time to kill for real, them niggas gon' keep complainin'

Ain't no cars, ain't no guns, ain't no fun
What I'ma do if I get locked up? (Locked up)
Ain't no bonds, ain't no bonds, ain't no bonds
What I'ma do if I get locked up? (Locked up)

I ain't never committed no crimes, somebody lied
I'm on the case with niggas I love, but two of 'em died
And it irks my nerves if you talkin' about murders, he ain't even slide
When bro'nem died, I said I was tired, I lied, I cried (on my mama)
Just got a check for thirty million cash, and I'm gon' sign
Everybody around me gon' kill someone, they gotta walk around with a mask (woah, woah)
Every time you slide, nigga, that shit better make the news or somethin'
Young niggas better stay inside they lane, better go to school or somethin'
Pissed me off, I'm puttin' up three hundred cash, that shit like voodoo numbers
I done got so high off this batch of weed, it feel like Tooka comin'
I can't back door none of my dawgs 'cause I'm too one hundred
You can front a nigga a thousand pounds, I can prove the money (yeah)

They left me bruised up, they tried to leave me used up
I was confused 'cause the ones I love ain't prove much
I did everything, they lied say I ain't do much
And they ain't call me to plead they case, and it'd been two months
Postin' guns on your page, that put us all in danger
But they say I'm one of the leaders 'cause I'm the one that's famous
Some niggas don't come around unless it's entertainment
When it's time to kill for real, them niggas gon' keep complainin'

Ain't no cars, ain't no guns, ain't no fun
What I'ma do if I get locked up? (Locked up)
Ain't no bonds, ain't no bonds, ain't no bonds
What I'ma do if I get locked up? (Locked up)

They don't tell you about the other part, takin' showers with your boxers on
If you ever go to prison, buy a knife before you buy a phone
Got caught up in the system, ain't have life, but he ain't make it home
That's crazy, got killed in the place that was 'posed to save him
I'm grateful that I got the paper to pay the lawyers, brodie waitin'
These niggas flaw, and I see the hate in they faces
I bet they'll be all happier if we could stop and trade places, but nah, nigga
Ain't a competition with no one, I'm tryna ball with you
I don't care if you richer, what's the tab?
I got half, I'ma pay for me and brodie'nem
And a lot of y'all rappers should've been on Nickelodeon
Actin' ass niggas don't come close to him, yeah

They left me bruised up, they tried to leave me used up
I was confused 'cause the ones I love ain't prove much
I did everything, they lied say I ain't do much
And they ain't call me to plead they case, and it'd been two months
Postin' guns on your page, that put us all in danger
But they say I'm one of the leaders 'cause I'm the one that's famous
Some niggas don't come around unless it's entertainment
When it's time to kill for real, them niggas gon' keep complainin'

Ain't no cars, ain't no guns, ain't no fun
What I'ma do if I get locked up? (Locked up)
Ain't no bonds, ain't no bonds, ain't no bonds
What I'ma do if I get locked up? (Locked up)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Dominique Jones, Durk D. Banks, Jacob Canady