No Holidays

Oh, ooh, ooh, oh
 Trill got the juice, nigga
 Salute
 Ayy, I'm in this motherfuckin' four, four by four cell
 Man, I just runnin' around hittin' licks
 Lookin' in mirrors and shit
 No Christmases, no Thanksgiving, this shit here get sad
 No 4th of July, man, I swear your ass'll 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, uh)
 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 (Uh-uh)
 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 4th of July, man, I swear your ass'll 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, oh 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 4th of July, man, I swear your ass'll 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