No Statements

I've been thinking about you since you've been incarcerated

Hotbox opp pack by my dolo when in a car sedated

Just cause you were around, I blessed you, I felt obligated

If they don't love me how I love me, tell my heart erase em

Roaming through the jungle, jugging with some gangstas

I've been staying out the mix, but my life's still in danger

Fat ass shootouts in the streets and they found numbered cases

I don't snitch, I don't get caught, don't press me by no statements

I ain't attached to cases, out the way the way to go

If you ain't one of mine and tryna serve me, issa go