Fox - #1Take lyrics

[Fox - #1Take lyrics]

I ain't no flocking bird you
Get shot and burned
Real gs know it's about who pulls
It and pops it first
Sick waiting on the connect to come
Through and drop a bird
So i went legit i pray to
God that that shit fucking works
See im a lion heart my
Whole family knows that
Ive been on a road a full year
And trust me thats a throwback
I could take you back in visions
Thats jail cells and prisons
Visitation days the only thing to
Up my spirit's listen

I know it's been a while
Since people heard me rap
But i been locked for time now feel
Like I owe it to my fans
I hear these people rapping bout
They trapping and they shooting
But they can't make a tune without
No violence in they music
I do this but let me tell you
Bout some shit im coping with
My fathers fighting cancer he don't even
Know I know the shit
Everytime I phone his crib hes
Acting like hes normal
But, I notice this not normal and
Im feeling this shit for you
And when you hear me just tell
Me it's what you use ta
I continue to make bars that
Are harder than medusa
The truth is if you show me love
Im sure to show it back

But, I don't feel most of these rappers
Cause it's fiction when they chat
Feel the need to sell a story for acceptance
Howd you think my mumzy felt in court
When she seen me getting sentenced
17 in court but still got sentenced to a 7
See her face on prison visit's man
I swear this shit's depressing
Check it i got major stresses i ain't
Told you bout you get it
But as the beat proceeds to kick off
Feel to let you check it
I really feel to let you
Understand this life im living
The way my oldest brother had
A crack and smack addiction
We tried to help him man i
Swear we tried to help him
But he werent tryin to help his self
So who were we to help him
Tried to make him go to
Rehab like amy winehouse
But he werent tryin to go but fuck
It man i heard hes fine now

I got a girl that really loves
Me well she say she does
But i ain't sure about that bitch
She probably made it up
See everytime im waking up
Im having second thoughts
But the several thoughts ive had would
Probably stress me even more
And now im feeling even worser
Than ive felt before
Its been a long 3 years that
I was locked behind this door
My friends all turned to dust
It's only family that support
Real talk when your backs against
The wall these people walk

We inhale cause the stress is
Deep it's out of our control still we be
Stressing bout the streets
Major stresses i could tell you
That for free i feel
It more for people thats got
Kids depressions really peak
Im sick of vo's and po's and probation
In this prison system i
Have done some rotation
10 different jails probably
50 different cells
And a bag of different letters
And pictures from different girls
Tell david cameron take a step into my world
Cah freedom bes a must can't wait
To make it out this hell
Well give a second thought to my
Mum and my girl cah they

Travelled up and down the country
Just to see me well this be a tale about the
Time ive spent in jail
Penny for my thoughts ill throw
It down a wishing well
Out to my family and friends
I just wish you well
Ill be home soon and i can
Look after you by myself
Look that 7 year sentence was
Heavy upon my shoulders but
I rid that burden properly
Didn't hastle the olders
Started filling pads in 0 11 now it's folders
17 to 21 still i ain't feeling older listen
More mature tho but you can
Say ive learned alot
No stripes but if you shoot to
Miss i call you berbatov
An i ain't talking burners cuz i
Ain't with the murder squad
I stay around some money niggas thats
Why you ain't heard of us
Ignorance is bliss thats why we mute
You when they turn you on
Homie keep it real with yourself i
Know you heard the one
People say the way i rap is indirect
But, if i started calling names i

Probably give these niggas press
That ain't my aim thats why
I keep it to myself
But, if they gon be fake i wish
That they would keep it to theyself
Call my name it could be
Risky for your health
An the judge knows it to thats why
He put me in a cell
Listen 10 years reduced to 7
For a guilty plea
I keep it real with niggas why
The realest niggas feeling me
21 but still got years of
Prison in my visions
Lately they rate me but i
Don't expect any different
Ive been rapping for time it's about
Time they stop and listen
If they rate my videos then
Hopefully ill make a difference
Hot girls are gonna roll with
Any niggas that be winning
Even it's fake jewels and rentals
They just see you swinging
They just need a reason if moneys
Free then they free up
You little slut bitches they
Don't give a fuck

You know the game remains the same
It's just a name change
Hood rat bitches ride your dick
It's just for names sake
And tell theyre friend the next
Day bout what happened yesterday
And if you phone that bitch
Back then it gon escalate
She gon bring her crew then
You gon bring your dudes
Then your gon pay for hotels and
Drinks that just how it moves
See i been locked for time but this
Just be the silly shit we do
Tryna stay away from that but when
Im home i do it to

Ive got a life to live and catch up
On all the shit that ive missed
Heavly smoking daily i ain't talking
Cannabis im talking tobacco twigs
Yeah i could tell you bout that prison shit
Tell you bout the rhymes i wrote and
All about the rhymes i writ
An yeah you might of hyped
An been the baddest youte
But now youve came to jail
Niggas look to cabbage you
The moral of the story is
That freedom bes a must
Tryna make it out the system i done 42 months
7 years at 17 you know
That had me feeling fucked
Touched back on the kurb and
Found it hard to readjust

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