Correction Paroles Rehab par J Molley

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Mama, I know that you don’t want me going to jail
Know that you praying, I know that you hope I prevail
Put all my people and family in nothing but hell
I been relapsing, I hope I don’t fall off the rails
I am not going hell, I believe that I’m dying in peace
Baby girl your boat has sailed and you is not coming with me
We was f**king out of spite and we left it right on the sheets
I cannot help but put all of my heart in a beat
I cannot help but go stick up a gun in his teeth
I cannot help but go run if I’m dealing with police
Filling up Kush in my lungs, I’m toking the blunt
Popping these pillies for fun, they making me dumb
These b*t*hes they making me stress, it weigh on my chеst
I gotta wear me a vest, thеre’s blood on my pecs
I gotta keep 'em in check, I don’t want a wreck
I put a knife to his neck, oh how he was stressed
We pull up and they go home
They don’t want no smoke
I got a gun and they don’t know
Hold me back don’t make me blow
Don’t hold me back, bro, help me grow
When it rain, it really pours
My heart is covered up in snow
Been through sh*t that no one knows
You don’t see the sh*t I’m in
I got pain it’s deep within
Go grab the gun, I think that’s him
Then repent for all my sins
I got these problems and no one can solve 'em
I’m colder than cauldrons
I’m f**ked up off potions

I went went up to rehab, I was rehab ridden
It’s all in mind one big bad imposition
Problem with my life is I’m in inquisition
I hope I don’t relapse and end up in prison

I just can’t stop thinking, I can’t stop obsessing
I’m in pain and this pain isn’t teaching lessons
I go rage then I can’t take it one more second
I feel hate and I feel caged, can’t take this tension

Always party like it’s 1999 and lose my mind, I’m sorry
I can’t party properly, can’t stop nobody stop me
Told him square up what you saying
He got guns but he won’t spray 'em
She’s so dumb, why is she staying?
I’m just saying I’m not hating
Should’ve stayed in school oh mom I’m dearly sorry
I’m insane, I’m sure you worry
Am I me or am I Molley?
They know me but not my story
I get hate and I get glory
I get hit and I get gory
Haha, I’m making money off Zaza
It going straight to the mata
Then we go f**k up plaza
My sh*t is playing in Ghana
If I leave her, she a goner
She looking just her mama
Her mom is hotter saunas
You can’t say that (You can’t say that)
I go rage and I get payback
She like playing games but I don’t play back (I don’t play back)
Your boyfriend a lame know him from way back
I’m sick in the head, you’re making me beg
I’m popping these meds
They’re making me dead
They’re making me numb
And I am depressed
If you try to run, I’ll shoot up your legs
I went went up to rehab, I was rehab ridden
It’s all in my mind, one big bad imposition
Problem with my life is, I’m in inquisition
I hope I don’t relapse and end up in prison

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