LYRIC FOR SALE

By Jhaz Tre

Sitting with the candle lit
No lights . No tv
With a nice size wood
man, I hope this bitch hit,
lord knows ion feel like
rerollinn up shit
Paris came thru with this,
shoutout to my bby sis tho
I better feel this shit or you go have a diss from me bro

Nah let me go

always thinking ahead of myself or under,
Always feeling to fight fire with fire
or rain with thunder
get a shovel & bury the pain I’m under
even tho I barely feel it
i can’t describe the shit, or even lie of this, it’s how I’m feeling
I be so thrown off to where I feel I’m on point
I done shot , I done robbed
, fuck na I gotta get Off this gun
I wrote down bby names I b thinkin bout a son
I b thinkin bout a daughter, I b thinkin bout my lawyer
I b dreaming bou my future
Ya kno then it just get me happy
My future keep me sane & that’s cus im so fond of magic

I kno they lookin to jack me
Dey kno I'm lookin to kill em
So yu might as well whack me
Cause ima rob & step on you
Wont rep on you
Ima G , I stick to my nightmares
Fuck a nigga life
Wonder y I took theirs
Flashing out
White night, all black ride
With a 4 pound
I hate riding with her, always tellin me to slow down
Red lights, go go
Green beam if you wan to
I pull over I tell her get on top
She owe me mo rounds
My phone ring, this nigga say he got paid, Jay I wan some mo pounds

Strictly save mode
man how ima save wen im still n a hole
Not with no nigga but the law
Got me stressing ,I couldnt even light a gar
I still stacked n got a car
Stacked mo wen I got a job
I went to kenner holding cell same day I was pose to get the key to my house, to my new place
As I sat in them ppl place
With thin sheets above
I got my mind on fuck
Nigga just reed up
Nigga on probation and I might b n here stuck
I kno everybody life goin on, nobody give a fuck
But I’m wrong,
Still life goes on
I aint choose, i cant say whos who
I kno I'm the one who broke the rule
Life goes on
Neva need a codefendant
Take my lick alone, I’m on my own wen I'm sinning