Window Pain

Damn this is my story, bound to get gory in some parts but, know Ima grow in some large leaps baggin in large heaps just tryna get my treash Know ima renegade got a few friends on my side and we finna play till lights come on in the streets and it’s getting late We ain’t finna go home mama put up those dinner plates It’s time for the plan buddy where we be hitting today? Cuz voices in my head be tryna tell me to catch a fade Over on the south side he said he scoped out a new place out I hope it’s really new and they ain’t heard about what we been about cuz Brodie, this could get followed with some jail time, putting a hard stop to us on our real grind don’t make think about what coulda been if we pulled it off because we didn’t and now my dog got his arm shot off Just think about it for one second, never playin catch again Can’t even be comfortable standing next to him Cuz memories flow up in the streets light And I promise my guy I need that one night back