What About Us?
Mr. Lif Lyrics

Now what about us
What is going to happen to us? What are we going to do?

Ooh they got us fucked up
They have misconceptions about us. They don't understand us.

They forgot about us
They have neglected us. They don't care about us.

I went to jail cause they say that I be selling that yae
I am in jail because I am accused of selling drugs.

They hate to see a young black nigga trying to get paid
People don't like seeing a young, Black man trying to make money.

Get on the phone, call my mama and my lawyer
I need to contact my mother and lawyer for support and guidance.

And tell all them hoes, I'm fuckin send me some money order
I am asking my acquaintances to send me money while I am in jail.

Cause I'm gonna be hear a while, ain't getting out
I am going to stay in jail for a long time and I can't make bail.

I should've never brought my black ass to the south
I regret coming to the southern part of the United States.

I can't make bail cause I ain't got no bonds
I can't pay bail because I do not have enough money to pay the required bond.

They ain't gonna give me no bonds cause they know I'm gonna run
They won't give me the bond because they think I might try to escape.

These white bitches will make nigga ass feel it
White people in power will make life difficult for Black people.

They got me fucked up, so now I gotta deal wit it
They have a wrong impression of me, so I have to accept the situation and deal with it.

They want to make a deal, bitch I ain't no fuckin squealer
They want me to make a deal, but I am not someone who cooperates with authorities.

They say I'm a kingpin and a fire arm dealer
They accuse me of being a leader in the drug trade and a seller of firearms.

The kingpin is the white boy that locked me up
The person who arrested me is the real leader of the drug trade.

He got the whole fuckin neighborhood sowed up
He controls everything in the neighborhood.

Take twenty years for some shit you can't prove
They are giving me a twenty-year sentence for a crime they cannot prove I committed.

Just because I'm black, you think that I'm a damn fool
They assume I am foolish because of my race.

No dope, no guns, no case, let's take this shit to trial
There is no concrete evidence against me, so we should go to trial.

Mr. Bigg versus the state, and then I still might not win
I am facing the state in court and may still lose the case even if I try my best.

Because I know they want to send me to the pen
I know they want me to go to prison for a long time.

I'm riding on the muthafuckin van
I am in a prison transport van.

With two handcuffs on my muthafuckin hands
I am handcuffed and cannot move my hands freely.

I'm on my way to court, trying to see what they going to give me
I am being taken to court to find out what my sentence will be.

My homies in the court room holler if ya hear me
My friends are shouting my name in the courtroom in support.

My bitches on the back row, crying and shit
My female acquaintances are crying in the back row of the courtroom.

This muthafuckin judge trying to offer me a ten split
The judge is offering me a ten-year sentence if I plead guilty.

I ain't taking shit, cause you ain't got no evidence
I am not taking a plea deal because there is no concrete evidence against me.

Tell the grand jury they can suck my muthafuckin
I don't care what the grand jury or anyone else thinks.

Riding on the muthafuckin bus
I am on a bus as I am being transported to prison.

On my way to prison, but I don't give a fuck
I am headed to prison, but I am indifferent about it.

They shaved my face, and cut the hair up off my head
They cut my hair and shaved my face to make me more recognizable.

And gave me a blanket and a sheet for a muthafuckin bunk bed
I am given a blanket and sheet for my bunk bed in prison.

Three t-shirts and three pairs of socks
I am given three t-shirts and pairs of socks as clothing.

A bar stain soap, toothpaste, and a padlock
I am given basic toiletries like soap, toothpaste, and a padlock.

I'm settled in now it's time for me to creep
I am now established in prison and it's time for me to strategize.

I finally meet some niggas, that I knew from when I was on the street
I meet old acquaintances who are also in prison.

Mr. Bigg how much time you got?
I ask Mr. Bigg how long his sentence is.

I heard you had twenty years and you ain't never getting out
I've heard that Mr. Bigg's sentence is twenty years and there is no hope for him to get out.

Telling me I need Jesus, muthafuckas get locked up
People in prison are asking me to turn to religion.

Now they want to be preachers
People in prison are now preaching to others.

I can't pray cause I don't know how
I am unfamiliar with praying and religion.

I wasn't saved on the streets
I did not have any religious beliefs before going to prison.

So who can fuckin save me now
I don't know who can save me from my current situation.

But when I hit the streets again
When I am released from prison,

I won't forget about my homies in the pen
I will remember and support my friends who are still in prison.

Over by the softball field
Near the softball field,

Chumps telling lies about the niggas they done killed
People are telling lies about others they've supposedly killed.

And all of the keys that they flew from overseas
People are bragging about smuggling drugs from overseas.

And all of the weed that they grew in Tennessee
People are bragging about growing weed in Tennessee.

Lying about there homes and they testerosed kits
People are making up stories about their possessions.

But those same hoes, haven't never sent you shit
The same people who are telling lies have not helped out those in prison.

I reminisce late at night laying in my bed
I reflect on my experiences late at night while lying in bed.

Thinking about the shit my mama once said
I am remembering the advice my mother gave me.

Never trust a nigga and never trust a woman
My mother warned me to never trust others.

And never fuck a bitch unless you getting something from her
My mother advised me to only have relationships with women if I am going to benefit from it.

A lot of niggas bawl because they give them hoes their heart
Many men cry because they become too emotionally invested in their relationships.

The same niggas I see crying in the dark
Those same men cry alone in private.

You gave that bitch your house
You gave your partner your house.

You gave that bitch your home
You gave your partner your home.

Now you in the pen and now that bitch gone
You are in prison, but your partner has left you.

Spending up your money while you stuck behind a wall
Your partner is spending your money while you are in prison.

Stankin ass bitch won't accept your phone call
Your partner won't even take your phone call.