MBM Prod ( Sittin In That Cell )

Remembering all them dayz sittin that cell Thinkin ab all the bs that put me thru hell Thinkin bout all the shit i was tryna think well Tryna make money moves when i leave this cell Idgaf bout all these lil feelings Just dont wanna spend my life in a prison Since i was youngin i felt i had a vision Pops told me go to school but i neva fuckin listened I just wanna make hella money in a way Didnt wanna see my pops struggle everyday Now i got a 3 yr old an new born otw Didnt know the pain an struggle like i do today Wanna play me for a fool but i gotta get paid U mess with my family ill make ur world shake Dont ask me for no food if u didnt wanna pla te Dont ask me for a spot if u aint gonna stay Gotta get to movin I gotta keep improving Aint no time for losin No NBA im shootin Ya i gotta fuckin prove it All them dreams ya i knew it I was always doin business When everyone said i couldn't Do this shit for MBM Ya i do it for tha movement Idgaf what anyone say Just if u play MBM (I gotta get paid ×2) Sometimes i sit down an rlly think deep Think ab them nights I couldn't go to sleep A dime ina dirt for those times they was cheap That bitch say she love u but rlly love the streets Say she rlly love u but then go out n cheat I just dont rap to hear my self speak Just words of widsom cuz yall minds is weak Stayin on my grind no time to speak