Wish I Had

Yeah

Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had

I really wish I had, I really wish I had

I really wish I weren't so sad

Michael Jackson's bad

Rob him wit' no mask, yeah

Cut his throat with glass, yeah

Stuck in my ways, in way too deep

It took a lot of pain and heartbreak just for me to see

I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week

I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week

*****s rap 'bout it, but they don't even know the half

They don't even know the half

They don't even know the half

You was never in them trenches with me gettin' that fast cash

Gettin' that fast cash

Gettin' that fast cash (yeah)

***** Hollywood, ***** I'm in the hood forever, hmm

Mama say I'm foolish, mama know she taught me better, ay

Streets made me numb, save your tears, please don't shed 'em, ay

Nina on my hip, get it poppin' like a kettle

Free my daddy, free my brother, free my other brothers too

This for all my young *****s who been really goin' through it

I was locked up, 5 months, and ain't nobody ride but you

Mama cared, If no one else cared, no this ain't the truth

Yeah

Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had

I really wish I had, I really wish I had

I really wish I weren't so sad

Michael Jackson's bad

Rob him wit' no mask, yeah

Cut his throat with glass, yeah

Stuck in my ways, in way too deep

It took a lot of pain and heartbreak just for me to see

I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week

I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week

I know it kill my daddy one day, he show no support

He took his own course, now he up the road, north (yeah)

He ain't even show up to court

But I'm a bigger sport (sport)

Still love that little bitty whore (whore)

I'm still your second little boy (ahh)

I mean no disrespect, but mama, this is how I feel (feel)

Why you out here lookin' for love, I heard that love kills

I got so much money,

I'll make a change in your life for real (yah)

Be your knight in shining armour like I'm made of steel (ahh)

I feel like Jodye, her baby boy, yeah

Tell me grow up, can't play with toys, yeah

I got a little son, had to make a choice, yeah

Should I use my head, should I use my voice, yeah

And you was the first one to tell me

You gon' die, go to jail, playin' in these streets

Had to see it for myself 'cause I ain't believe

I've been goin' through the system since I was 15 (yeah)

Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had

I really wish I had, I really wish I had

I really wish I weren't so sad

Michael Jackson's bad

Rob him wit' no mask, yeah

Cut his throat with glass, yeah

Stuck in my ways, in way too deep

It took a lot of pain and heartbreak just for me to see

I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week

I'm sorry mama, I'm cleanin' my closet, I'ma be gone this week