Ah, Habib, two-two-nine, my city

Sometimes you have nothing, sometimes you have a lot, that's normal, echo
But if you wait too long for help without doing anything, then the crisis rises
True words, bro, stop lying to yourself
Do you want to keep lying down, let crises rise, or live free from lies
Bro, everyone hates dealing grams in bags in the neighborhood
Because the risk is too great to go to jail
For a tenner, it's not worth washing clothes in the sink
Sticking to the heater during yard time in winter
I hope you understand, because before you know it
Your customer testifies, and a warrant is quickly issued against you
The police are at the door, actively waiting for the command
With a battering ram, the door is smashed, and you're dragged away in handcuffs
Totally groggy and unshowered, in an undershirt and shorts
100 pieces stashed under the bed, next stop is pre-trial detention
You never snitch, don't name names
The judge sentences you to two years in prison
Day by day, more memories come up
Friends who grew up with you don't write letters
A lot becomes clear to you over time
You think every day about old mistakes and show insight

Money comes, money goes like loyal friends
Until you stand before the judge
You think about it every day
But only when you're incarcerated
I know, the time is hard, this life doesn't
Always give you what you want
Before you act, you must think carefully
Just look at where you are now

You get angry at the system and don't understand
UK negative, no ?, but the application was rejected
Like a dog, you walk rounds, then go to your cell for an hour
No appetite for dinner, made by pedophiles
Sleep only until 10, because you'd rather go poop
Plombs are divided by 3, the cycle expands
In which the customer picks up a can for a small breeze
Others pay cans monthly, they are oppressed
Everyone should know who you are, yes, bro, eat or be eaten
Like in the Wild West, anyone who wants to know can come and test
Today you often think of yesterday
Realize that brothers who swore to always be there for you lied
Just for cash, bro, you were nice, fulfilled wishes, just so your brothers would be better off
As thanks for that, no one writes a letter
It's no problem, you promised mom that it would get better
And you want to distance yourself from the plague

Money comes, money goes like loyal friends
Until you stand before the judge
You think about it every day
But only when you're incarcerated
I know, the time is hard, this life doesn't
Always give you what you want
Before you act, you must think carefully
Just look at where you are now

After release, you want to invest U-money in weed
See prison as a training camp, came out as an animal
It takes a few weeks, and they're looking for you again
You broke mom's promise, tzz for purple paper
Your hunger rises in the hunt for money
Until the desire for freedom grows, and you learn to appreciate its value
Think of yesterday, bro, jail was a bad time
No one writes to you except family, who always stay
Yo, don't overdo it with the crap, I say it so you know
Otherwise, you'll be broke and alone, making everyone your enemy
Yesterday you said you'd never fall for it again
The only thing that changed: green turned to white
You reach for the devil's scales and doubt everyone, whether enemy or friend
I can understand that you're disappointed
But giving up now would be your biggest mistake
Believe me, brother

Money comes, money goes like loyal friends
Until you stand before the judge
You think about it every day
But only when you're incarcerated
I know, the time is hard, this life doesn't
Always give you what you want
Before you act, you must think carefully
Just look at where you are now

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