Thanks to: primetime & azzdem
First day gettin’ out on my own
Look straight, jail is not my home
Sick and tired of all this crap
I got 45 months even though I didn’t even do it
Everybody’s peakin’ through the window
Nobody sneakin’ through my back door
Set aside all this crap
I got 45 months and I didn’t even really do it
Chorus
Hey, who knows what I’d say, who cares what I’d say
If they knew would they stare, I don’t care
They got nothin’ on me
Who knows what I’d say, I wouldn’t tell you anyways
If they knew would they stare, I don’t care
They got nothin’ on me
You got nothing... me tell them...
Second day, number’s not my name
I changed, they all stayed the same
Can’t even enjoy my ride
I got a ticket going 45 in a 50 zone lane
Paulie called this mornin’, givin’ me no warnin’
As the cops drove by, you said with a smile
You say you got nothin’ on me
Chorus
You can point, point child (you got nothing)
You got jealousy in the eyes (cuz I got somethin’)
You make up all these lies (it’s me you’re wanting)
Why why why (you got nothing on me)
Chorus
Let them know... even if you really knew...
They’re telling you lies about me (who knows what I’d say)
They’re pointing your finger at me (who cares what I’d say)
Even you know that I know (if they knew would they stare, I don’t care)
They’re telling you lies about me (who knows what I’d say)
They’re trippin’ you’re hiding from me (I wouldn’t tell you anyway)
(if they knew would they stare, I don’t care)...
...if they say they wanna stare I’ll be lookin’ away, oh... |
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