"Turn Myself In" lyrics

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Squat made the beat
Turn me up, Josh
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Go Grizz
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W-W-W-Winner's Circle

Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain't really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I'm finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and 50
Ooh, oh

I wish I would turn myself in before I fuck one last time
I wish I would turn myself in before I pour up one pint
I wish I would turn myself in without kissin' my kids, no, it ain't right
I wish I would turn myself in without playin' that shit back that night
I wish I would turn myself in without droppin' my album
I wish I would put trust in a nigga knowin' they're goin' sour
I told her I wish I would, I fuck her in the butt, go douche
Told her put a big bag on my books, make sure my artist get pushed
Look up at the judge, can't look, state makin' up lies for sure
I'm an innocent man for sure, it is what it is for sure
Nobody gon' ride, had a warrant so I can't hide
India gon' stay by my side, I did a song with Chance tonight
He giving positive vibes, to better my image for life
I turn myself in tonight, head down with these cuffs on, just read me my rights

Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain't really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I'm finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and 50
Ooh, oh

I got five million followers, I need five million dollars
I scream, "Free Melly!" from my cell even though they ain't got 'em
Mm, free Von, free Zoo, even though they got the same problem
Mm, false accusation, why they're name-droppin'?
They wanna know if I'm rappin' or robbin', takin' these drugs for family problems
I get a call, I call my mama, mm, I'm sorry
I get a bond, I'm givin' them property, no, I can't tell, that's part of the policy
If you don't fuck with me, nigga, then fuck you, but I show love for niggas a part of me
I went from Margielas to state shoes, Amiri denims to jump suits
Locked in a cell with a curfew, in population, they can hurt you
No PC, commissary and receipts, fan mail, I gotta reread
New rappers wanna be me, can't be me, I'm gangster

Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain't really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I'm finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and 50
Ooh, oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain't really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I'm finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and 50

Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain't really with me