Welcome to Prison

Ayy
Mama always said, pray for the best, expect the worst
Don’t make promises if you go back on your word
If you’re doing it rock, you got be willing to work
Hit a search and grab the dosh, gotta get to it first
See, I grew up in church
But I had devils in my ears saying «Fuck it»
Controlling my young mind like a puppet
Had me skipping school, dishin' saddies in the alley as a youngn'
Never a boss, bruh, I was runnin', ayy
Started runnin' bud just to get paid
Now bros got beef, I gotta run wit' a blade
See my blood get got, and that’s when my heart changed
Took a couple L’s, but that’s part of the game
Live and learn, take it how it comes
And if it kicks off, brother don’t run
I was taught from young, that I’d get caught up in the system
Didn’t listen, and that’s how I got done
See, I’m just tryna make a living, lad, and just do me
Nah, I ain’t stopping till they set me free, uh
We stand firm to the word FTP
Prayin' for somebody to rescue me, ayy
Train hard, my brother, and stay staunch
Listen, don’t be another victim lost to the system
And you’ll be eetswa when they come to meet ya
And say, «My uso, welcome to prison», ayy
Free my brothers in the yard and that
Can’t wait till they all come back, till they all come back
ONEFOUR, part of the gang
2−7, where my heart is at, where my heart is at
We chopped opps too easy
Got locked up too easy and now I’m on TV
I bet it burns 'em to see me walk
They’d rather see me in-between these walls, ayy
Yeah, we always expect the worst, hope for the best
Keep 'em close if you know they’re down for a stretch
They call us ball runners with the utmost respect
Well known in the system, there’s not much of us left
You also got the common snitch, biggest bitch
A dog that couldn’t take the pressure for what he did
The lowest of lowest that you can get as a crim'
Have 'em levelled with the rest of 'em down in protection
Separated from the rest of us
'Cause our instincts always got the best of us
Paranoid, thinking now there’s no one left to trust
Don’t get me wrong, the boys in here still don’t give a fuck
But why he’s acting sus'?
Heard them fellas over there tryna take me for an innerspay
Eetswa, I’m just gonna chill and wait
Fuck waitin' another day, pull up to his cell, give him hell
I want all you got, put inside this pillowcase and don’t forget your dinner tray
Ayy
See, I’m just tryna make a living, lad, and just do me
See, I ain’t stopping till they set me free
We stand firm to the word FTP
Prayin' for somebody to rescue me, uh
Train hard, my brother, and stay staunch
Listen, don’t be another victim lost to the system
Then you’ll be eetswa when they come to meet ya
And say, «My uso, welcome to prison», ayy
Free my brothers in the yard and that
Can’t wait till they all come back, till they all come back
ONEFOUR, part of the gang
2−7, where my heart is at, where my heart is at
We chopped opps too easy
Got locked up too easy and now I’m on TV
I bet it burns 'em to see me walk
They’d rather see me in-between these walls, ayy