[Chorus]
They got my n***as in the parish chillin' on a Wednesday
Waitin' on a visit but it gon' be okay
It gon' be okay
I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK
They got my n***as up the road thuggin' on their chores
Hopin' somethin' folds (Somethin' folds)
But it gon' be okay, it gon' be okay
I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK

[Verse 1]
Man, I realizes I'm stuck in this bitch
And I'm a trigger finger itchin' from the K I love to go spit
And ain't no visits when your bread gone
My head gone, can't say shit because I'm dead wrong
I'm dead wrong
Commissary on low and I can't even buy no Tennis
So I'm ready to take off my socks and box 'cause I'ma menace (Huh)
I love takin' pictures up that road to let my n***as know
I was with you everyday you chose
I read it up in jail, why the fuck you put me in the field?
My hands hurt and mister come on, look it, keep it real
When I get out this bitch they gon' say, "Mayday, Mayday"
You done took half of my life plus my AK, my AK
From Hunts to Angola and DCI they cried tears
Come home from five years, see how wild the world is
I wish my life was gas tank 'cause I need a fill up
Couldn't pay my cousin lawyer that done fucked my whole year up
[Chorus]
They got my n***as in the parish chillin' on a Wednesday
Waitin' on a visit but it gon' be okay
It gon' be okay
I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK
They got my n***as up the road thuggin' on their chores
Hopin' somethin' folds (Somethin' folds)
But it gon' be okay, it gon' be okay
I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK

[Verse 2]
This is for my n***as on the walk with them 3's on
Scratchin' like it like a pit every time a n***a won't be home
But he miss his AK 'cause that's what raised him
The only real toys daddy ever fuckin' gave him
His hoes done went to twenty to ten to fuckin' two
Go fall off in that pen' and see how all y'all hoes do
His boys convicted felons and they can't come see you
Your lil' boy had a program, he can't come neither
Now play this song up in your Walkman in your bed at night
And tell me next you see me if I lead you right
And ain't no smiles when your shine gone
Looked at a man and asked why he did it
He say, "The devil got his mine goin'"
Listen when I spit it and watch what I'm sayin'
I know you sick up in that bitch, dawg, but never stop prayin'
Hold my hand, you can lean on me
I'm the friend who pull up on the curb, n***a, when you go on E
[Chorus]
They got my n***as in the parish chillin' on a Wednesday
Waitin' on a visit but it gon' be okay
It gon' be okay
I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK
They got my n***as up the road thuggin' on their chores
Hopin' somethin' folds (Somethin' folds)
But it gon' be okay, it gon' be okay
I wish I had my AK, I wish I had my AK

[Verse 3]
How the fuck do you think my mama feel, Mr. Officer?
You got her cryin' tears every time my n***a call her
My daughter, she don't notice my face 'cause she don't see me that much
Plus I'd hate for her to see me in cuffs
This is for my n***as up the road, man
Like Big Lo Diddy Charge and Trail Charge and James Cole, man
Them n***as heart don't pump blood, n***a, it pump alien piss
And they love them AK's, that's why they stay in that bitch
Father, forgive us, we some n***as in a rush to get paid
You can see this dawg bitches, plus I'm duckin' a grave
I told my mama, "When I die put my casket on dubs
Roll me in with all my thugs and put a blunt in my tux"
This is for my n***as who incarcerated
Boy, I hate it, hold your head up and you oughta make it
I told my dawgs over and over, over again
When a n***a take may I won't hit some AK