Poor Decisions, Good Intentions

Hey
I got a personal vendetta with being broke
She said it’s me or the studio, bitch you free to go
I been the coldest with this shit it ain’t no need to boast
Still tho, you couldn’t touch my level on yo tippy toes
Hitting licks with my brothers man them my dawgs forever
You never understood the circumstance is now or never
The shit that almost took me away just brought us together

Too many nights I slept on hard floors
So if it ain’t bout money my nigga you’ll get ignored
And since I got attention from niggas on one accord
How about I share my story in and out them jail doors
Wondering bout if I tell my auntie will she forgive me?
Poor decisions, good intentions I know my Grandy was with me
To keep it real with you I was shaken up for months
Thanking god 12 ain't never find that gun up in my trunk
Really I should be dead
Visions stuck in my head of my lil cousin he scared and he should be
I fucked up bad
Cus growing up I said I won’t be my dad but I guess it’s time for me to reassess the places I’m at
I can’t even see a clock, no pen no pad
Collect calls to my girl told her don’t be sad
DA tryna do a deal we told em send that back
Cracker talking bout some years for some shit like that?
At the same time buddy on twitter talking that shit
Wasn’t talking when my mans got some neck from yo bitch
From the outside in I guess it’s easier to preach
But don’t be talking out yo teeth when you just called the police sheesh
But I’m over that, judge set a 30k bond I had to pay it back
And I ain’t even have that
Then my cousin Cam died and broke my fuckin heart
Started failing in my classes cus my life had fell apart
Shit, how did I keep it in?
Niggas would break or bend
I do whatever for my family just to make some ends
I never said that I was perfect in this life of sin
But one thing I know I’m never going back again
No conversation unless I’m the topic of discussion
I’m sorry mama but if niggas send shots then I’m bussing
And lord knows I ain’t the hardest but these niggas fluffy
Think I been put through adversity just to rise above it
And Blandine just got arrested for capital murder
If you can’t buy happiness I know you can’t buy you a verdict
Unless your lawyer cold but even then it’s never certain, coulda kept you out the streets but I was dealing with my burdens
Fuck
That’s a terrible reason
But check up on your friends you never know they might just need it
I mean knows man the killer could've been me
The realest nigga on the mic until I’m 6 ft
This shit deep
We talk money now, that’s a figure of speech
This for my uncles in the pen and my niggas deceased

Poor Decisions, Good Intentions