Douglasville (Prison Phone)

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Just got off the prison phone with my brother
Threw some money on his books, he need cover
He said two cells down somebody got baked
I don't know how he keep his head on straight

I won't debate, this a cycle of violence
Followed up by running for titles and borders
Been hopping since he was a child
I seen that boy come home from walking some miles in

Tattered up shoes and the skin on his back
Some bitch at the shelter got him for his pack
I toss him some cash let him crash at the pad
A lifetime of dancing on glass

Shit, that's all he knows
People assume shit cause of our skin tone, but I don't feel
No divination was placed in the slums ever
Since we were children my brother taught me how to

Run
Plus he had a love for this rap shit
Way before I did, remember being kids
Tryna teach your younger brother how to spit off lid?

He taught me flow for a second
Piquing my interest but right when I started
He ran away went back to Texas
Every block that he step on just burst into

Flames, feel like chains laid
Warrants tryna fade him every
Day, talk to me fam
It's been some years, tell me your stories again

First two shots they missed
Heard he caught a body off sixth
Never fear shit
Bro said never give a bitch no rent

Next two shots like this
Heard he caught a body off sixth
Never fear shit
Never testify, f*ck the government

Now run home, yeah
Yeah, tell them kids run home, yeah
Yeah, tell them kids run home, yeah
Never feel shit, never testify

Promise my Ma I stop being a pessimist
But I gotta speak my peace
Taking you back to that Douglasville residence
Pa made sure we got to eat, but

Not much else was guaranteed, though
He always traveled so Mama impeached and
She tighten that leash tryna keep us in line
But it's kids pushed it back like riots in the streets

Brodie pushed weight wasn't even a teen
Fast forward, leaving Georgia
Couple of kids handing out torture
Mooning the window at jack in the box

Sometimes we chill, sometimes we box
Slavic Slip throwing sodas in lobbies
Some shit we can handle when hit candles we'd
Snuff any fucker add heads to our mantles we

Go, where we wanna roll, spray cans
Stole, tagging up the whole block mayday
Roaming, rolling round the hood, just to get
Out the home, liquor we stole

We were distracted skipped classes with 40's
Straight chugging that bottle like
We didn't notice the block that we cut
We took a wrong turn, my brother said duck and them

First two shots they missed
Heard he caught a body off sixth
Never fear shit
Bro said never give a bitch no rent

Next two shots like this
Heard he caught a body off sixth
Never fear shit
Never testify, f*ck the government

Now run home, yeah
Yeah, tell them kids run home, yeah

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