Victoria Monet:
Baby, don’t you know
Everything you do away from home
Could leave me here alone
So baby don’t you go
No...
B.o.B:
I saw a kid 12 years old, with a pack of cigarettes and a Glock
Cause in this ‘partments it was easy to cop
Looking for a nigga slipping, yeah they easy to spot
In the streets the enemies are just as evil as cops
The only word he ever heard from his pops was
If this the devil’s world then who hangs out at the top
He had cocaine dreams, and Scarface nightmares
I thought to myself, does anyone in this life care
Growing too fast like his days are lightyears
His mama says go to church, you need a light prayer
You think the streets need you? Well I need you right here
You need to slow it down, cause the streets don’t fight fair
For real!
Victoria Monet:
Baby, don’t you know
Everything you do away from home
Could leave me here alone
So baby don’t you go
No...
Jake Lambo:
It’s easy to get in trouble in the place where I’m from
Niggas lacking the education but be packing a gun
I just kick it with the homies and be having some fun
Mama keep calling, I understand you protecting your son
You found that I be smoking and I know it makes you mad
And I know you see his trace, scared Imma be just like my dad
Scared I’m doing something bad, scared I might end up dead
Well look I chose another path so get those worries out your head
Imma keep on doing it how I’m doing it
Stay working hard, making this music and
Show you I got to get it, I do
And they asking my motivation and I reply that it’s you mama
Victoria Monet:
Baby, don’t you know
Everything you do away from home
Could leave me here alone
So baby don’t you go
No...
B.o.B:
A deadly trend that never ends
City full of negligence, pregnant pedestrians
I used to think am I a prisoner or a resident
They book us for possession but they keep shipping weapons in
Either the Glock shoots you or a cop do you
They set the system up to lock you up a lot sooner
Everything you try to do they try to out do you
My mama said hallelujah cause I got a future
I got a future after something newer
They try to sell you bullshit because it sounds cooler
And if you stand out from the crowd they label you a loser
Don’t throw your life away, don’t let your eyes fool you
That’s how they use you
Victoria Monet:
Baby, don’t you know
Everything you do away from home
Could leave me here alone
So baby don’t you go
No...
