Turn Myself In
 作词 : Durk Banks/Kevin Andre Price
 作曲 : Durk Banks/Kevin Andre Price
Ooh
Squat made the beat
Turn me up, Josh
Ooh, Go Grizz
Ooh
W-W-W-Winner's Circle
Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ****** ain't really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I'm finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and fifty
Ooh, oh
I wish I would turn myself in before I **** one last time
I wish I would turn myself in before I pour up one pint
I wish I would turn myself in
Without kissin' my kids, no, it ain't right
I wish I would turn myself in
Without playin' that **** back that night
I wish I would turn myself in without droppin' my album
I wish I would put trust in a ***** knowin' they goin' sour
I told 'em I wish I would, I **** her in the butt, go douche
Told her put a big bag on my books,
Make sure my artist get pushed
Look up at the judge, can't look,
Stay makin' up lies for sure
I'm a innocent man for sure, it is what it is for sure
Nobody gon' ride, had a warrant so I can't hide
India gon' stay by my side,
I did a song with Chance tonight
He gave me positive vibes, to better my image for life
I turn myself in tonight, head down with these cuffs on,
Then read me my rights
Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ****** ain't really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I'm finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and fifty
Ooh, oh
I got 5 million followers, I need 5 million dollars
I scream "Free Melly" from my cell even though they ain't got 'em
Mmm, free Von, free Zoo, even though they got the same problem
Mmm, false accusation, why they name droppin'?
They wanna know if I'm rappin' or robbin',
Takin' these drugs for family problems
I get a call, I call my mama, mmm, I'm sorry
I get a bond, not givin' them property, no,
I can't tell, that's part of the policy
If you don't **** with me, *****, then **** you,
But I show love for ****** apart of me
I went from Margielas to state shoes,
Amiri denims to jump suits
Locked in a cell with a curfew,
In population, they can hurt you
No PC, commissary and receipts, fan mail, I gotta reread
New rappers wanna be, can't be me, I'm gangsta
Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ****** ain't really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I'm finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and fifty
Ooh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ****** ain't really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I'm finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and fifty
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ****** ain't really with me