Come home tired from a long trip
My feet hurt cuz a nigga pullin double shifts
Rice and peas, thats some brown stool chicken cookin
Eat a plate, smoke a blunt and fuck a little pussy
Fell asleep on the floor in my girls arms
In my dreams dogs barkin at the house alarm
Get louder, hold up this shit for real
I wake up lookin for my pistol then I see my girl
Not here as I run into the livin room
But I was too late, she was on her knees on the floor
Banger to her head, them niggas told me not to move
Im still neck in with no weapon, what was I to do?
One nigga grabbed my girl and took her to the bedroom
The other nigga told me yall gon be dead soon
If you dont tell me where the cash and the work at
I told him in the garage, in that ole white Vette
Here I am, lying naked by the front door
Hands and feet ducktaped cuz I was moving slow
Helpless, wasnt nothing I could do
And I could hear my girl screamin from the bedroom
I could hear my girl screamin from the bedroom
I could hear my girl screamin from the bedroom
I hear my girl screamin from the bedroom
I hear my girl screamin from the bedroom
I told myself I wasnt gonna die tonight
Even though thats what the shit was looking like
This nigga that Im doin business with
He got a short pack and now he think Im with the shit
Thats why these niggas runnin through my crib
I guess Im witnessin you really get it how you live
Now they lookin for my car keys
Now Im feelin like I cant breathe
They put the loot inside my girl car
Thats when the bullshit got started
Man, this fuckin shit we live aint got no rules
As I heard my girl screamin from the bedroom
I could hear my girl screamin from the bedroom
I could hear my girl screamin from the bedroom
I hear my girl screamin from the bedroom
I hear my girl screamin from the bedroom
I heard the garage door as it came down
My girl, she quiet now, not makin a sound
Im tryin to listen and make sure that them niggas gone
I cant believe this shit happened right off in my home
My girl appeared in the hallway still shakin
Stumbled over to me on the floor still naked
Cut the tape off, I ran and put some shorts on
Looked in the garage, both of our cars gone
Fuck, 911 aint the number to call
I know who done it I dont gotta involve the laws
Thats what happens when you play with other niggas bread
Thank God cuz we both couldve been dead
After that I never touched another brick at work
Took it as a sign cuz it couldve been worse
Heart still beat fast when I think about it
My girl still wake up having bad dreams about it
Still here to talk about it, thats the main thing
A little game forward, nother nigga in the game
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