I.B.'s

I gotta get outta here 
  I gotta get the fuck outta here 
  Doom, I gotta get the fuck out brah 

  "I stole your girl while you was in prison" 

  Will I see you again, Facin' life love, sittin in the pen 
  Jail, no bail, so I don't know when 
  We'll be together, but until then, I lay in the cell 
  And I think about you 
  My freedom the things I want to do 
  I workout, wait for you to come home 
  Hold it down sly time on the phone 
  "Hello", "What's up" 
  So much you want to say 
  I listen to you as you talk about your day 
  I thank the lord that you picked me as your man 
  But if you can't stick by, I understand 
  Do your thing, you've got one life to live 
  Pure love is all that you give 
  I'm Stressed out today, fucked up in the head 
  Thinking about what IB said 

  "I stole your girl while you was in prison" 

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  Incarceration blues, locked up front page on the news 
  Fucked up because I'm thinkin about you 
  Staring at your picture, wishin I was with ya 
  Will I see you again 
  Are you loyal are you with other men 
  Life's hard, yea the things we go through 
  Together hold it down love, and I'll hold you (hold you) 

  I miss you so much 
  Back to lockdown I'll call you after lunch 
  I'd prefer a visit so you I could touch 
  Kiss you softly, make me feel free 
  Smell your perfume, hear you love me 
  Obviously I picked a winner 
  Mafia love from birth been a sinner 
  Burn eterna -ly 'time for dinner', 
  Times up love, call you after dinner 

  "Back to lockdown" 

  Dreams of picnics in the park 
  Lights out now I'm writing in the dark 
  I'm stressed out tonight fucked up in the head 
  Thinkin about what this D said 

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