(Joe Talking)

Uh

So what I'mma do is like

I just kinda wanted to be able to ya know

Smoke by myself

Without kinda being bothered by what a mother fucker has to say

Or without really havin to do nothin

So I'mma gonna go buy this pack of 100's

Take me about 10 mins. to smoke a whole hundred

And I'mma flip one upside down

And I'mma take one out and I'mma light it

(Chorus)

Just give me 10 min.

10 min. alone

To not deal with a thing

And not answr my phone

Just to ig my 2-way ig the shit in the streets

Let me smoke this 1 cig in peace

Give me 10 min

Without yall comin at me with that bull

Somtimes that's all it takes to ruin my last pull

And right now that's what got the kid at peace

Let me smoke this one cig n peace

(Verse 1)

Look, now there's a couple dudes don't wanna see me poppin

They sarcastically ssk me when your cd droppin

Gotta keep my game face they don't leave me no option

Can't lose my cool I know the streets keep watchin

Dudes wanna see me lose it all

But I aint come this far to fall

Let me talk to all of you dudes prayin that i lose it all

I aint come this far to fall

And I aint gotta walk around with my clip and nine

A real nigga just opened his coat to me

And said his is mine

He said call him when there's problems

But he don't know that there's always problems

It only gets worse

Like, some dudes feel threatened they can't stop me

So all they do is threaten to pop me

Well go and get your weapon and cock G

You can see it's real here

I done been down the block all week and I'm still here

Look, you wanna know where the booze and coke at

Gangstas, gorillas, damoos, and locs at

Where the bricks where the

Where the x, where the morphine be

Take the turnpike to 14b

Now it's back to this pussy dude threatnin to hurt me

I aint know all of this came with reppin jersey

But now it's no secret

If the thought of jump off doin it

Makes you so heated

Nigga so be it

But certain beef will get handled if your special

Only marble in the crib is the handle on the special

My gun's in the hood

I can't run from the hood

Nigga my son's in the hood

That should tell you what's what

Soon as i feel good you retards remind me

That son it aint hard to find me

I'm at ringside anytime the fight's on

And I'm in the big black truck with the Carolina lights on

Or you can hop on the Polasky skyway

I'm in the strip club almost every Friday

Cats is cornballs, yall dudes is bitches

Like I aint got enough problems with this music business

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)

Somedays I don't wanna be bothered

Somedays I just miss my father

Somedays I just miss my father

Somedays I wanna relapse on redline

Cause he'll be gone for 26 months fed time

I try to maintain through all this

And pray to God pop keep his same clean date in Fort Dix

My pockets flat kid

You do the math on 5.15 an hour full time after taxes

That wasn't good enough to keep my M.O.

That wasn't good enough to complete my demo

For real, somedays I don't wanna be seen

And somedays I don't shower I don't wanna be clean

Look, sometimes the truth can hurt you

So I blow my cig smoke right at the truth commercial

Somedays I don't wanna be bothered

Somedays I just miss my father

And even if by a miracle he makes it halfway out

It won't be parole yall it'll be the halfway house

Naw, that aint the right path for a budden

'Cause we're addicts, addicts can't do half of nothin