La Beezo - Ain't No Saints in New Orleans Lyrics

Remember jail was like my second home
Main line tied up I need a second phone
All them cases that I caught was like a stepping stone
Took a step back and saw my own mans was stepping wrong
I moved around I was having thoughts of stepping on em
And ion even need

Niggas tell you shit and just be looking for yo feedback
Undercover hating on yo bro I can't believe that
Niggas lie a lot and die a lot but I can't that

I will never ever fear
Not another man
I judge a nigga off they actions not the shit they saying
Cause half of em ain't gone March when they not with they band
I'm from the boot where bodies fall quicker then timberland

A nigga barely made it
9th grade but in the streets I was graduating
Cause all them f*cking gangster movies made it fascinating
Brain washed got a nigga mind contaminated
Them court summons hit harder than a ransom paper

Probably should've said letter
Righting all my wrongs cause I got shot I could did better
Out there pop shooting I admit I could've slid better
Wasn't big on Glocks but I was tweaking for that new Barretta

It's concrete in the jungle
You gotta eat
It's hard to think
When you been up all night
With nowhere to sleep
Stomach growling for a hour would really bring out beast
Youngins dying underaged man these mommas can't get no peace

I'm asking who can I trust
When for the right amount you brudda prolly switch up
Or ask a nigga for a front then say it was a stick up
You ever need a helping hand I bet they never pick up
I down so f*cking low that I ain't wanna get up

I had to shake to the shit
Now all that love them boys show ain't really making sense
I let some snakes around won't make that mistake again
Ain't let us threw the door la junky told em that we breaking

I ain't no flaw in my Grizzy I'm going get it
Quincey went up state and I couldn't send him a penny
Ion brag like I got it I let you know how I'm living
Cause these niggas take a pic but don't never fit the description

It's concrete in the jungle
You gotta eat
It's hard to think
When you been up all night
With no where to sleep
Stomach growling for a hour would really bring out beast
Youngins dying underaged man these mommas can't get no peace