SAFETY

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Bae, can you go check on her real quick?

Alright, safety (where you're from, Bunce Road, throw your hands up)

(Bae, can you go check on the baby real quick?)

It's that Bragg Boulevard, reportin' live from (safety)

I know the whole world blowin' up your phone

I wanna know, nigga, when you're comin' home? (Yeah, alright, safety)

Cain Road, Eutaw, throw your hands up

Bonnie Doone, Lewis Heights, yeah, it's been a while (alright, safety)

I know the whole world blowin' up your phone

I wanna know, nigga, when you're comin' home? (Yeah)

Yo, Jermaine, what's the word?

I got a new numbеr, delete that old onе

By now, I'm sure you must've heard

'Bout how I got jammed up and had to sit some

It's nothin', though I did longer bids, this was a quick one

I never hit you 'cause I know niggas be playin' victim

Beggin' you for big sums of dough

When income's low, that ain't my style, it'll never be

To me, you'll always be my dog, not a celebrity

And plus, you did enough, wired me bands

Way back when it was rough, last night

When it was dusk, ran into Jizzle at Cross Creek

You know how he be movin' like he in a rush

Told him, "Come through to the crib over at Haymount Hills"

We sat in my living room, where then we lit a Dutch

I ain't even know that he smoke like that

Drank a few beers, it's been years since we joked like that

Yo, I seen Brina on the 'Gram, she don't post like that

But bo, she's still bad, one of the baddest bitches the 'Ville had

Lotta these hos fallin' off, and it's real sad

How time can rob us of our best days

As we slave for peasant wage with no nest egg

Saved for rainy days, but anyways, what's up?

I thought about you, holla at me

I would love to catch up, but I know you busy

But you in my prayers, God bless you and your affairs

Stay aware 'cause real niggas is rare, dog, safety

Safety, safety, safety (Westside, Cliffdale, throw your hands up)

(Merc Mob, Shaw Road, reportin' live from)

I know the whole world blowin' up your phone (safety, safety)

I wanna know, nigga, when you're comin' home?

Safety, safety, safety (Northside, Tera Garden, where my dawgs from)

(Hope Mills, Grays Creek, yeah, it's been a while)

I know the whole world blowin' up your phone

I wanna know, nigga, when you're comin' home? (Uh)

Ay, bro, what's goin' on?

I feel no way when you don't respond, dog

I know your heart, and I know our bond

I know a lot is on your plate and more is on your mind

But still I hit you time to time when you crossin' mine

I heard that big Mal died, and no, I couldn't tell you the cause

I know fentanyl's been leavin' brothers cross-eyed and things

Can't tell what's killin' more niggas, drugs or crossfire

When moms cry, it's a shame, as of late, I've seen

An uptick in motorcades, but not for the president

These processions are for the negligent

So I don't care to hang out

These younger niggas even quicker than I was to bang out

Oh, shit, forgot to say I got a daughter now

Here's a picture, she's startin' to look more like her father now

When she cries, her mama put on your songs to calm her down

It's wild, how just the sound of your voice, it brought a smile

Dog, I'm proud, you made it out of this bitch

Few things are better when a nigga from the bottom get rich

Although I'm sure it brings its own set of problems

Most of the city love you, though a couple seem jealous of your stardom

Like, what's up with old buddy that's makin' songs 'bout you?

Was about to punish him vicious, but then I thought about you

And what you would say, might tell me to chill, but he violatin' for real

Let me know when you comin' back to the 'Ville, dog, safety

(Safety, safety, safety) Seabrook, Faye' State, throw your hands up (whoo)

(Hillsborough, central jive, reportin' live from)

I know the whole world blowin' up your phone (safety, safety)

I wanna know, nigga, when you're comin' home

Safety, safety, safety (Raeford Road, Hoke County, put your hands up)

(Calm down, underdogs, now we worldwide)

I know the whole world blowin' up your phone

I wanna know, nigga, when you're comin' home

Yo, hit me back when you get the chance

So many of our peers passed away through the years

My appreciation for airs in my lungs has been enhanced

Yo, Quay passed last night from medical conditions that were too advanced

For doctors to intervene, they couldn't do a thing

They say he dwindled away until his size was that of a figurine

It seemed just like a mystery

Some say it was Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome

We been known what team he acknowledged

Since we was kids, he lived in a closet

But that changed soon as he went to college

Up there wilin' in the A\u0026T, runnin' with fruity types

Dick in the booty types, tight pants

Switchin' their hips, paintin' their nails

So niggas from the 'Ville had to distance ourselves

He felt a way, remember, he was beefin' with me

That's when he moved to the A, I guess, so he could be free

But years later, I heard they seen him walkin' on Bragg (oh-oh-oh-oh)

At 2 a.m., with a lace front, dressin' in drag

I shook my head, but still, I began to feel bad (oh-oh)

It's like his lifestyle was blockin' all the love that we had

We turned our backs on him, some of us called him a fa- (oh-oh-oh-oh)

Nah, time's changed, I know that's wrong, now that we grown

I wish I could apologize, 'cause we did him wrong (oh-oh)

Man, why it feel like recently niggas ain't livin' long?

Rest in peace to your boy Filthee, I heard about that too

Last summer, lotta brothers had got murdered out the blue

Shit was wild, but anyhow, just reachin' out

Bearin' bad news infused with what I'm thinkin' 'bout

Here go the obituary, and just in case

There's a program attached that gives you the time and place

It's that funeral home off the merc', the one adjace'

To that used car lot where I copped that Ford Escape

I know fame make that shit hella awkward to be at wakes

But I bet it mean a lot to his family to see your face

If you can make it home, the viewin' is on Thursday

Funeral on Friday, by plane or by highway, yo' safety

(Safety, safety, safety)

Safety (safety, safety)

Huh, alright, safety

Don't want to go back (safety, safety), time's up, too stressed to reply