Right Track

Hey, hey man I swear this real crazy, you know
Y'dig, like its like, I trust you but then again I don't, you know
It's homage, love and respect to everybody, y'dig
Homage, love, royalty, y'dig
I put my trust in you but if you cross me
It's like you show me, you flow

Though it's death on no nigga, my brother, my black fam
But cross me, nigga, and your life gon' get put in the right hands
Tell my momma, like momma don't worry, I'm on the right track
But I gotta make a pussy freeze up 'cause he wear the ice

Said I got a Jesus piece, got from Peter
Did L.A. and was shopping at Neiman's
Selling dope to the fiends that was fiending
And I still took the time took the time to talk to Jesus
Lord, I'm sinning
Pray for me, wait for me, this the beginning
See, when you luck fucked, then your trust fucked
'Cause they don't give a fuck 'bout you winning
Like I'm on the edge and they pushed me over
I been on my ass, gotta colder shoulder
Life full of problems, that's in my journal
But one thing gon' change is I keep a burner
Niggas want me in that cell or in hell
So I gotta go hard till the wait is over
'Cause I gotta family to feed that's dependent on me
Lil nigga, I thought I told ya, no comparison
Dropped outta school, don't know what to do, feel my momma embarrassment
But my teachers be liking my music now that they're hearing it
Jano told me that I got a gift, only right that I cherish it
And that's on my soul, that's forever my brother, uh

Though it's death on no nigga, my brother, my black fam
But cross me, nigga, and your life gon' get put in the right hands
Tell my momma, like momma don't worry, I'm on the right track
But I gotta make a pussy freeze up 'cause he wear the ice, yeah

Though it's death on no nigga, my brother, my black fam
But cross me nigga, and your life gon' get put in the right hands
Tell my momma, like momma don't worry, I'm on the right track
But I gotta make a pussy freeze up 'cause he wear the ice, yeah

Yesterday, I talked to Tato
He told me lay low, I gotta do what he say so
I gotta shooter on payroll
He led a K go, fuck and he busting your mango
It take two just to tango
Me and her, see and I be fucking her guts, rearrange 'em
I hit her ass every angle
Swear that it's love, we got out with a bang
I never ever want this shit to change her
She might fuck up but always gon' make up
I ain't worried, you're life, she'll take it
I ain't worried, you're life, she'll take it, uh
I ain't worried, you're life, she'll take it, uh
I ain't worried, you're life, she'll take it, uh

What's up with these niggas?
I ain't gotta fuss with a nigga, ain't trusting a nigga
I can't believe that you fucked me over
Tell me what's up with these niggas
Can't fuck with a nigga if he ain't gon' ride
That's where I fucked up with these niggas
Now what' up with a nigga? It's up with a nigga

Though it's death on no nigga, my brother, my black fam
But cross me, nigga, and your life gon' get put in the right hands
Tell my momma, like momma don't worry, I'm on the right track
But I gotta make a pussy freeze up 'cause he wear the ice, yeah

Though it's death on no nigga, my brother, my black fam
But cross me, nigga, and your life gon' get put in the right hands
Tell my momma, like momma don't worry, I'm on the right track
But I gotta make a pussy freeze up 'cause he wear the ice, yeah

Though it's death on no nigga, my brother, my black fam
But cross me, nigga, and your life gon' get put in the right hands
Tell my momma, like momma don't worry, I'm on the right track
But I gotta make a pussy freeze up 'cause he wear the ice, yeah