O Lord - Boosie Badazz
[Intro:]
Oh Lord, I ain't gon' do no more wrong
I wish I was a baby in my mama's home
You see the judge gave me the time up in there court
I went from a million dollar home to a cell 8 by 4
Oh Lord
[Hook:]
Oh Oh Oh Lord Oh Lord
I ain't gon' do no more wrong
Oh Oh Oh Lord Oh Lord
The whole pen sayin'
Oh Oh Oh Lord Oh Lord
I just wanna go home
Oh Oh Oh Lord Oh Lord
(You feel me now n_gga)
[Verse 1:]
To go home you can have my home and all my redbones
Know when I'm free I'll get it back cause my head strong
F_ck all this wildin out, I can't keep f_ckin' up
Judge hit the hammer I hit hunts and reality struck
Ain't no place like home, I'm looking out the window
Thinking 'bout my kinfolk wishin' I had some endo
Do the crime, do the time, time lookin slow,
Wishin I could get a miracle release from (Hillar Moore)
I'm in the pen now, wishing I was still a baby
Gettin' rock to sleep, listening to sweet sadie
F_ck all these fat mouthin n_ggas I'm a let 'em ride
He think I'm p_ssy, it's all good, walk away and smile
Promise this time father God I'm a use my mind
Try not to do no more wrong, and I'm a gon' pay my tides
Momma asks me sh_t Boosie what's wrong? Nothin' Connie
I just want to go home, I just want to go
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Ain't nothin' in this b_tch for me, know what I'm talking 'bout
Rather be broke on the street than a penitentiary boss
N_gga on the side me, man he came to the pen strong
Stuck in them cells f_cked em up now his mind gone
My other neighbor caught an L at only 15
He only f_cked one girl before he left the streets
My heart goes out too his situation affected me
F_ck goin' on a call out, I wanna walk free
I had super bad b_tches that was hood to me
Now they've got bad built b_tches lookin' good to me
The judge gave me that time dawg my heart stopped
My eyes watered up on me, n_gga my suggar dropped
I need somethin' out this b_tch, they've got me stressin'
I need some peas', Mac & cheese and cornbread dressing
Momma asks me sh_t Boosie what's wrong Nothin' momma
I just want to go home, I just want to go
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Oh Lord, that's what I'll holla as the food turns sour
Facing seven murders cause your goons turns sour
Oh Lord, that's what I hear get me out this b_tch
Long nights, plenty prayers, now I'm outchea rich
My n_ggas in there sick I know mook prayin I blow
He been down 19 and he's just 34
Purple dro we need (Oh Lord) to put all mine in these
N_gga get real time, why not smoke weed?
[Hook]
[Outro:]
Free Titus n_gga, Free Meechie, Free mook, Free flea, n_gga, Free one n_gga
Free five? n_gga, Free van, Free Joe, Free that n_gga C-Murder man
Free B.G., Free boo the wild thang n_gga, Free Mac, Free Mandigo
Free wanye perry n_gga, Free part time too Lil n_gga
All the real n_ggas I ain't forgot y'all
I know one thing, I know one thing
They just wanna go home, they just wanna go home
And if they go home, they ain't gon' do no more wrong
They just wanna go home
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
