S.N.I.T.C.H.

Album: My Name Is My Name (2013)
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  • Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home
    Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home
    Well, the walls are talking to me and I know you think I'm wrong
    But sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home, hey

    Now when the phone start to click in, your words start to echo
    Say you got to hang up but the man won't let go
    Oh, my nigga say it ain't so
    Now we speaking on some niggas that he say he ain't know
    We used to steal dirt bikes, dodge raindrops
    So close niggas thought we had the same pops
    Graduated, gettin' money on the same blocks
    But things changed and we ain't end up in the same box
    Hearing whispers, "it ain't adding up"
    Giving you the jailhouse talk but you ain't mad enough
    I never thought I'd be the last man standing up
    I never thought I'd had have to question "Were you man enough?"
    Long letters how the streets got the best of you
    Telling all your cellies how come I ain't sitting next to you
    Yeah, see I can read between the lines
    So it's awkward when you call and I gotta press 5

    Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home
    Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home
    I think the Feds are looking through me- can't you hear it in my tone?
    So then sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey

    Got me tiptoeing through the conversation on our calls
    Tryna act normal but the writing is on the wall
    It's like I hear you smiling when you heard they hit the wall
    But I just let it ride so I don't be the next to fall
    "They sayin' Tarian been getting money while I'm gone
    And won't he tryna to holla at my bitch when I was home"
    "Nah, he selling cars, it'd be him and Lil Rome"
    I'm just tryna offset what he was saying on my phone
    Nowadays niggas don't need shovels to bury you
    Pointing fingers like pallbearers how they carry you
    So much for death before dishonor
    Might as well have a robe and gavel like your honor
    I just sit and wonder, play it by the numbers
    When you ride like lightning then you crash like thunder
    Seen your baby mama she ain't even know if she should speak
    What the fuck is there to say knowing her king's now weak saying

    Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home
    Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home
    Well, the walls are talking to me and I know you think I'm wrong
    But sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home, hey

    Let's talk real niggas, let's speak real, nigga
    How many niggas you knew snitching you ain't killed, nigga?
    Covered his own tracks, he didn't care that
    We had a legacy he killed, I got to wear that
    Every move we ever made is getting stared at
    I bet the man inside his mirror doesn't stare back
    Break your heart when the man you call your brother
    Be the same one that setting in motion all them undercovers
    Called my mom mother, was at my graduation
    When I signed my record deal you was my motivation
    Uh, from great friends now it's no affiliation
    Divided by the time he was facing
    Once he told me that

    Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home
    Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home
    I think the Feds are looking through me- can't you hear it in my tone?
    So then sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey Writer/s: Pharrell Williams, Terrence Thornton
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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