If these walls could talk, they'll tell you niggas be in here just keeping it real
How they witness plenty real niggas shed tears for years
And them peoples you fed, you ain't gon' see them in the mail, for real
These walls can talk, they probably tell me: Wrap it up, lil' bruh, this shit will get you caught
When your time in need, ain't nobody gon' pick up the phone
How I got all these presidents and still be feeling alone

These walls can talk, then they'll tell you every time I get your picture, crack a smile
You so fine
These walls can talk, they would've told lil' bruh: Take that plea, don't go to trial
Couple people did that time with me, was holding me down
Tell J2 I'm on the way 'cause I just want him to smile
I know you wonder where I'm at, son, I had to go
'Cause your daddy paid his dues like a man, son
Ayy, mama, this my last time, then I'm forever done
Say I lose trial, by the time I jump, I'll have a grandson

And they put me on probation, it don't matter
I done came too far, the fuck is I'm gon' lack for?
50 clip look like a man bun on my handgun
I would go to war with anybody, you ain't saying none
Spoiled bitch, she even call me daddy, she get pampered
Promise you my best one, got plenty like Hugh Hefner

If these walls could talk, they'll tell you niggas be in here just keeping it real
How they witness plenty real niggas shed tears for years
And them peoples you fed, you ain't gon' see them in the mail, for real
These walls can talk, they probably tell me: Wrap it up, lil' bruh, this shit will get you caught
When your time in need, ain't nobody gon' pick up the phone
How I got all these presidents and still be feeling alone

I stood on business, I did that shit for extra
My Glock talk, asking niggas: Is you pussy or pressure?
My chain hit, you can be the one if this impress you
I called everybody phone but never got an answer
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