Recovery - Stann Smith

Yo, yo, yo, wuddup boy?

Haa!

I’m glad to see you over here baby

Yeah, you know they couldn’t hold you there for long

Yo don' worry man you said you out

Just get your shirt, get your book-bag, and get your stuff together

And I’ma be there baby

Don' worry about it, huh

I’m on my way to pick you up

No Sitting Duck stuff

Chicks hittin' me up

They tryna find out the Hideout

They wanna see what’s up

But I’ma drop you by ya fam'

You’ll catch him by surprise when you open the door, oh man

And we can have a party with some shorties

No Bacardis or no 40s cause the halfway house’ll call me

It’s important that you stay away from pouring alcohol

Inside your cup

And you know I care too much

To see you stuck

And you my Brother

Not Blood but know you one of

My Closest

Couldn’t bear to see you under covers

In comas so you know I’m gonna show you tough love

I rather see you tougher then six feet under

Here’s my number whenever you can’t slumber hit me up we could discuss anything

that you wanna

I wanna let you know that I love ya

And I’m glad to see you on the other side

I catch you next time

This one’s for my mans outside of a jam

You’ll overcome this and recover cause united we stand

And that’s word to the mother when ya out

We gon' kick it like a ticket — run the town

This one for my mans outside of a jam

You’ll overcome this and recover cause united we stand

And that’s word to the mother when ya out

We gon' kick it like a ticket — rollin' round

Caught Up with him later on

Took em to the spot chicks was waiting on

Us ready to get their temptation on

Routine stop for Magnums

She bout to get blasted why she asking — stupid questions

You could tell that its telepathic

Friction we inflict charismatic

Handle my business

No candle or incense when I’m finish she fishing for passion

Glad to see my homie back

Tapping chicks after we expel gel we Netflixing with Potato chips

She tell me buy some liquor

She subside after the eye I give her

She ask why I tell her mind her business

How I figure his shot feelings need penicillin

Re ensure him things is normal

Though its awkward and different

Kick them chickens out the Crib

For Dissing My Nig'

No Disrespect her head too big I had to check her

Thinking she salt n pepper

Just an ordinary heffer

Don’t worry cause things gon' be better

Aight!