Pharrell Williams, Pusha T - S.N.I.T.C.H.

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home,
Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home.
Well, the walls are talkin' to me and I know you think I'm wrong,
But sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey!

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Now when the phone start to clickin', your words start to echo,
Say you got to hang up but the man won't let go, oh,
My nigga, say it ain't so,
Now we speakin' on some niggas that he say he ain't know.
We used to steal dirt bikes, dodge raindrops,
So close, niggas thought we had the same pops,
Graduated, gettin' money on the same blocks,
But things changed and we ain't end up in the same box.
Hearin' whispers, ‘It ain't adding up,'
Givin' you the jailhouse talk but you ain't mad enough,
I never thought I'd be the last man standin' up,
I never thought I'd had have to question, ‘Were you man enough?”
Long letters how the streets got the best of you,
Tellin' all your cellies how come I ain't sittin' next to you, yeah,
See I can read between the lines,
So it's awkward when you call and I gotta press five.

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home,
Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home.
I think the Feds are lookin' through me, can't you hear it in my tone?
So then sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey!

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
Got me tiptoein' through the conversation on our calls,
Tryna act normal but the writin' is on the walls,
It's like, I hear you smilin' when you heard they hit the wall,
But I just let it ride so I don't be the next to fall.
“They sayin' Terrion been gettin' money while I'm gone,
And won't he tryna to holla at my bitch when I was home?”
Nah, he sellin' cars, it'd be him and Lil Rome,
I'm just tryna offset what he was sayin' on my phone.
Nowadays niggas don't need shovels to bury you,
Pointin' fingers like pallbearers, how they carry you.
So much for death before dishonor
Might as well have a robe and gavel like your honor.
I just sit and wonder, play it by the numbers,
When you ride like lightnin' then you crash like thunder,
Seen your baby mama, she ain't even know if she, should speak
What the fuck is there to say knowin' her king's now weak sayin'...

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home,
Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home.
Well, the walls are talkin' to me and I know you think I'm wrong,
But sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey!

[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Let's talk real niggas, let's speak real, nigga,
How many niggas you knew snitchin' you ain't killed, nigga?
Covered his own tracks, he didn't care that,
We had a legacy he killed, I got to wear that.
Every move we ever made is gettin' stared at,
I bet the man inside his mirror doesn't stare back.
Break your heart when the man you call your brother
Be the same one that settin' in motion all them undercovers.
Called my mom mother, was at my graduation,
When I signed my record deal, you was my motivation,
Uh, from great friends now it's no affiliation,
Divided by the time he was facin', once he told me that...

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home,
Sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home.
I think the Feds are lookin' through me, can't you hear it in my tone?
So then sorry, nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey!