No Holidays

Oh

Ooh, ooh, oh

(Trill got the juice, niggas)

(Salute)

Ayy, I'm in this motherfuckin' four

Four by four cell

Man, I just runnin' around hittin' licks

Lookin' in the mirror and shit

No Christmases, no Thanksgiving, this shit here get sad

No Fourth of July, man, I swear your ass will be mad

Just thinkin' 'bout what you need to do and turnin' up with your gang

And how you miss 'em and they miss you too, but you cannot hang

Don't talk about them holidays, no holidays

I was locked up for them holidays, no holidays, no holidays, hey

No holidays, no holidays

Imagine bein' locked up for all of your holidays

Bitch, it's Thanksgiving, wait, damn, bruh, it's Christmas?

I woke up in the same damn mat, and this food ain't delicious

I knew if I was out though, my dawg's mama'd be whippin'

She'd be cookin' that good food, all in that kitchen

Bitch, I'm in the can, ayy, mm

Lookin' in the mirror, like wait, find yourself

Man, you really need to find yourself

Don't need to depend on no one else

And they tryna tell me line up for lunch

I don't wanna eat that shit right there, that shit ain't really brunch, mm-mm

They puttin' other shit in that food, oh, damn you

Don't let them crackers lock you up and then program you

The government is really dirty, ayy

They lockin' all of them young niggas who thuggin' in the trenches

Front with them 30s, huh

But them niggas just gotta get it

'Cause that's how they're livin' and that's how it goes, huh

Them niggas just tryna get it

They tryna get money, don't fuck on these hoes

No Christmases, no Thanksgiving, this shit here get sad

No Fourth of July, man, I swear your ass will be mad

Just thinkin' 'bout what you need to do and turnin' up with your gang

And how you miss 'em and they miss you too, but you cannot hang

Don't talk about them holidays, no holidays

I was locked up for them holidays, no holidays, no holidays, hey

No holidays, no holidays

Imagine bein' locked up for all of your holidays

This turkey dry as fuck, don't wanna eat it (don't eat it, ayy)

No pussy in this cell, I had to beat it (had to masturbate)

I'm in the science classroom learnin' 'bout a fetus ('bout a baby)

Spray Gildan Bob Barker, no Adidas (no Adidas on)

My young niggas still out there with them heaters (with them 40 Glocks)

No Juvy, still out here trainin' them eaters (trainin' them ratchet hoes)

Can't sleep at night (can't sleep at night)

Can't sleep at night (no, no, no, no)

They don't wanna see a nigga make it out this cell

I can see it in their eyes (yeah)

Are you surprised? (Are you surprised?)

That we made it this far? (We made it this far?)

They don't wanna see you make it (wanna see you make it)

But they know that you a star

Told you, man, lil' baby want get faded

You can be Freddy, fuck nigga, I'm Jason

All these ratchet young niggas chasin'

Say he got a feelin', lil' nigga, better face it, yeah, yeah

They don't make guns in jail

You better learn how to take the L

I pray to God I prevail

Fuck it, the judge wish me well

Ain't no holidays when you in that cell

It ain't no holiday that can save you

No Christmases, no Thanksgiving, this shit here get sad

No Fourth of July, man, I swear your ass will be mad

Just thinkin' 'bout what you need to do and turnin' up with your gang

And how you miss 'em and they miss you too, but you cannot hang

Don't talk about them holidays, no holidays

I was locked up for them holidays, no holidays, no holidays, hey

No holidays, no holidays

Imagine bein' locked up for all of your holidays