[Pre-Chorus]
From the streets to the pen'
I got some n***as locked down, can't wait to see 'em again
My brothers dead, I bake myself up like they still with me (Sometimes)
Then look around like, "Where the food?" 'cause they ain't here with me

[Chorus]
First day in the cell (Woah)
He was tryna get a sale (Tryna sell)
First day in the jail
He exhausted, he been sweating the mail (Woah)
Waited so many years (Woah, yeah)
Still pray he don't tell (Woah, yeah)
He jumped in that water (Yeah)
I seen 'em drown, he was doing so well

[Verse 1]
I know you don't know me, I know I don't know you
We know we can just fuck, I know I won't blow you
I know you a trophy but no, I won't hold you
I know you a trophy but no, I won't hold you (Woah, woah)
Shackles and barbed wire
Can't wait 'til you get outside
Doing ten years for home invasions and breaking inside his cars (Yeah, yeah)
He plannin' escapin', he thinkin' 'bout breakin' right through these walls (Free the bro's)
He think that he'll get appealed the second time around
He made up his mind, glad he's takin' his time
It's so many n***as choked (Know they folded)
[Bridge]
And the whole world know when we die
And over and over, we'll slide (Mmh)
And over and over, they die (Over, yeah, yeah)
And the whole world know when we die (Yea, yea)
And over and over, we'll slide
And over and over, they die (Over, yea, yea)

[Verse 2]
If I had one wish, bring back all my friends
They life's will never end, it'll just begin
If I had one wish, I'd free all of my kin'
And they'll never see the pen', it's "Fuck 12" until then
One wish, one wish, one wish, one wish
If I had just one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish
It feels unreal
Judge, won't you take back away those years?
('Cause how would you feel if you had to rot in a cell?)
It feels unreal
Judge, won't you take back away they years?
('Cause how would you feel if you had to die in a cell?)

[Hook]
Doing ten years for home invasions and breaking inside his cars (Yea, yea)
He plannin' escapin', he thinkin' 'bout breakin' right through these walls (Free the bro's)
He think that he'll get appealed the second time around
He made up his mind, glad he's takin' his time (Well)
It's so many n***as choked (Know they folded)
[Outro]
My way
Glad you made the way
Thuggin' was made for love
Fridays, we should make love
You know thuggin' was made for us
Glad you--- my way
Glad you came my way