MO3 - I Cried Lyrics

(SeanOnTheBeat)
Try and take my life away
Try and take my freedom away from me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah

I just got off the phone with my mama (just got off the phone)
Mama, I cried, I cried (oh), she cried
Told her, "I wanna come home, look, I promise" (I wanna come home)
Mama, I tried, I tried (yeah, SeanOnTheBeat)
I tried

Sunday, I woke up retarded, I just got robbed
My partner, he needed a lick
But I know that he never did nothin' like this
So I told him I got him, just meet me a six (what?)
13-O-30, let me change the fit
You in front of the FM, just wait by that bitch (yeah)
You got some bread homie? Told me, "Nah, not really" (what?)
Seventy-five cent, well bitch, get me some chips (yeah)
I call up Deebo, I know bro in the bricks
Yeah, them project apartments, he clutchin' them sticks
I'm like, "Blood," he like, "Damu, what's up?"
A nigga owe me some money, he told me go handle my business
My lil' brother got a deuce-deuce but won't let me get it (nope)
Breakin' down grams, he can see that I'm itchin'
I looked at my thug, but it on me, not in me
When we drive down, they flinch or they move, I'ma kill 'em (brrt)
By this time, I'm reachin' down at my britches
No money, just lint, gettin' mad by the minute
On God, I ain't lyin', I threw packs in the vent
Probably wouldn't got found if it was stashed in the ceilin' (for real)
I call up Gutta, my cousin like, "Listen"
"Bitch, I need that strap," he like, "Bet, just come get it"
We went to the hearse and someone hear about a dentist (yeah)
.38 snubnose tucked in my Dickies
Now we gotta go, I meet Deebo off scary
And says pump, we pull up on the side of buildin'
We walk upstairs, he pass me that thing
Like, "Blood, be safe," he ain't trippin', he feel me (what?)
Phone start ringin', it's my mama, I end it
Can't answer the phone 'til I finish this mission
This ain't just a song, better ask him, I did it
Landin' in prison, surrounded by fences

I just got off the phone with my mama (just got off the phone)
Mama, I cried, I cried (oh), she cried
Told her, "I wanna come home, look, I promise" (I wanna come home)
Mama, I tried, I tried (yeah)
I tried

Ain't no turnin' down (no turnin' down)
Yeah (yeah)
I'm on my way up (way up), yeah
I live life like a G (life like a G), uh
I done f*cked the game up (f*cked the game up)
F*cked the game up (SeanOnTheBeat)
I just got off that telephone with my mama
Just got off that telephone with my partner
Just got off that telephone with my bitch
So sick of this shit, yeah