Leave Me Alone (Prod by Jim Jonsin) (Explicit) - Kevin Cossom
Yea yea yea Dear Mrs Bill Collector
I know ya just doing your job
Don't mean to disrespect ya
But we've been going through this thang since way back
I told ya when I get the dough I would pay back
But I got problems babayy
Yea if you only knew
I got bigger problems babbayyy
So why ya talkin about the money that I owe
Like as if I didn't know man
It don't mean nothing to me
Cause right now I got my lil boy crying
And my grandmother dying
Could you please stop f**kin with me
Listen here I ain't lookin for no tears
But my brother got a year
And my momma keep smoking that sh*t
On top of that I'm broke
Please put that in your notes for the next one
To call me up talking that sh*t
I just can't take this sh*t anymore
I just might lose control
I feel like letting it go
Please just leave me alone
I need to be left alone
And if I'm wrong
Than let me be wrong
Just leave me alone
Hey Dear Mr Policeman
Hey am I wrong
Ain't you suppose to keep the peace man
I coulda swore I was driving pretty peaceful
So why the hell is you pullin over me fo'
Is it this black Mercedes
(Oh now I get it I get it)
Or cause I'm black Hmmm maybe
Hey tell me why my hands start sweatin
And I hold my breath everytime that you get behind me
I turn my music down
So you won't hear a sound
Man I'm nervous like I got a couple pounds on me
You pulled me over you frown on me
With your flashlight tell me what do you see
Thug niggas ** dealers it's a trip
Every ni**a in this whip got a mothaf**kin college degree
I just can't take this sh*t anymore
I just might lose control
I feel like letting it go
Please just leave me alone
I need to be left alone
And if I'm wrong
Than let me be wrong
Just leave me alone
Yea my middle finger to the law
Bustin off tryna touch the sky
My teacher said"Impossible"
But I'm a f**kin try
Plus how he gon' tell me
He don't make the rules
There's niggas dying everyday
But we don't make the news
Instead they talkin bout some thunderstorm cyclones
Timmy got his bike stole top story
Tiger Woods"be f**kin all these white hoes"
Anchorman stop snitchin
Cut the commercial
He be texting all the side b**ches hey my goodness
How ironic on trial for possession of some chronic
My lawyer came to court man he was higher than the comet
Hey your honor is you kidding How you sit above me
Are you perfect motherf**ker how you finna judge me
When you home you don't cuss drink and puff like us
These cops is bad boys baby just like Puff
They hate they jobs and they days be f**ked up like us
At the end of the day you niggas just like us
I just can't take this sh*t anymore
I just might lose control
I feel like letting it go
Please just leave me alone
I need to be left alone
And if I'm wrong
Than let me be wrong
Just leave me alone
