30 Days Till My Trial

Police Officer Talks They say every situation happens for a reason man. Still tryna figure this shit out man. Long Live Dhan Dada 30 days to my trial I can't eat and I can't sleep Prosecutor gunnin for me imma product of the streets Tell my lawyer I ain't coppin to no deal unless it's sweet If I lose it's level four if I win I got the streets Fightin charges for my mans death I couldn't even mourn Went from trappin out a spot to eatin soups out a dorm Ever sat up in yo bunk hatin the day that you was born Can't even see up outside so how imma make it out the storm God I'm callin out to you I got too much on my plate I been tryna play it strong but I can't carry all this weight Just heard my mans died today now I gotta fight his case Facin 25 to life because I made a dumb mistake Tryna spare a pussy nigga that's how my mans caught a stray Now I carry all this guilt cuz I was supposed to keep you safe Seems like just the other day we was tryna catch a play Now I'm pickin out 12 prayin I see another day Still got tears up on my eyes I couldn't even say goodbye Lotta niggas done forgot but I could never let it slide I taught my mans how to hustle introduced em to da guys All this pain up in my heart I just keep this shit inside Niggas don't wanna hear the truth they too busy spreadin lies Niggas showin fake love so I been busy cuttin ties I'm fightin shit from every angle. Heard these niggas wanna slide And got my own family members tryna fuckin testify 30 days to my trial I can't eat and I can't sleep Prosecutor gunnin for me imma product of the streets Tell my lawyer I ain't coppin to no deal unless it's sweet If I lose it's level 4 if I win I got the streets Fightin charges for my mans death I couldn't even mourn Went from trappin out a spot to eatin soups out a dorm Ever sat up in yo bunk hatin the day that you was born Can't even see up outside so how imma make it out the storm All I do is think about you when I'm slidin down the ave Niggas think they know my pain they don't even know da half When y'all boys was gettin up practicin yo school math Me and Dhan was grabbin grams pullin up on school craft But I ain't glorifyin shit shoulda took a different path Ill trade all this shit just to see my nigga laugh Should of took a different route probably stayed my ass in class Fell in love with the field but it was snakes up in the grass Got me locked fightin cases for some shit I didn't cause Own family turnt they back they won't even answer calls Got me stressin out on post I done damn near caught a charge When they put me on max I was cussin out the guards Couldn't even pay respects I was stuck behind them walls Prosecutor want convictions guess I gotta take the fall Charged a nigga with first degree I'm feeling like I'm overcharged I'm Tryna keep a poker face but they holdin all the cards 30 days to my trial I can't eat and I can't sleep Prosecutor gunnin for me imma product of the streets Tell my lawyer I ain't coppin to no deal unless it's sweet If I lose it's level four if I win I got the streets Fightin charges for my mans death I couldn't even mourn Went from trappin out a spot to eatin soups out a dorm Ever sat up in yo bunk hatin the day that you was born Can't even see up outside so how imma make it out the storm