Snitch lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Hey, let me clarify something for you

You're looking at a lot of fucking time

So this is completely up to you

We can do this the easy way (Snitch)

Or we can do it the hard way (Snitch)

I need some fucking information (Snitch)

And I need it, right now (Snitch)

This your motherfuckin' conscience, nigga don't even do it

Don't start actin' like a bitch 'cause you forgot where you goin'

You made choices that done put you here and now you just ruined

And I don't care 'bout why you did it or who got you influenced

Nah, don't listen to that nigga, that ain't good advice

If you cooperate then it's your chance to save your life

Just tell 'em what they wanna know, and you won't pay the price

Some would call it snitchin', but for me I call it make it right

Man fuck that "make it right shit", you gotta sit, do your bid

You should've thought about this shit, before you did what you did

Give a fuck about your family or your bitch or your kids

You either gon' respect the code or your gon' get what you give

Who gives a fuck about the codes? No one follow codes

We both know that jail ain't the place you wanna go

Somebody fuckin' on your bitch, you tryna call her phone

If I was you I'd tell them boys everything they wanna know

Psssh, okay, let's think about this, let's embrace it

Let's make an illustration

Let's say you switch up with it and bitch up and make a statement

Now niggas in jail, that nigga ain't tellin', had no snitch temptations

Now you might be free but you might get killed for givin' up information

And if you don't get killed then that's a wrap

Everybody gon' know you as a rat

Won't get no respect for the rest of your life, nobody will know you after that

You might just run but you never could hide

How long you hopin' that'll last, 'fore they catch you slippin' and give you somethin' that you know you had to have?

Fuck that, let's say you keep your mouth shut and take the blame for it

Now you need money on your books ain't no one payin' for it

No visitations or no letters, you've been waitin' for

That pussy you've been cravin' for, you may not get laid no more

And all them niggas that you call your brothers'll be ghost

The only one who got you is your mother if you close

A bunch of niggas screamin' free you and makin' post

No one show up to your trial, niggas pray that you get smoked

Man, please tell me you ain't 'bout to take this suckas advice?

Your kids'll grow up, knowin' that you just a sucka for life

Lackin' morals and integrity, it come with a price

And if you fold then you should know, that we ain't nothin' alike

And if you leavin' here tonight, you better cop a burner

Don't fuck around and be somebody ain't nobody heard of

Now here's your choice be a man or be somebody murdered

It's either you can take the stand or you'll be Bobby Shmurda

Free Bobby Shmurda (Shmurda, Shmurda, Shmurda, Shmurda)

Alright

So it was me, C-Dot, Killa, Rico and Vic

Cut the shit (Shit, shit, shit)

Who is Rico? Who is Vic? (Snitch)

I want their real names (Snitch)

Killa's name is Jonathan Taylor (Snitch)

And Rico's Michael McCormick (Snitch)

And Vic (Snitch), he was the person, pretty much

He was like the head of the operation

(Snitch (Snitch, snitch))

(Snitch (Snitch, snitch))

(Snitch (Snitch, snitch))

(Snitch (Snitch, snitch))

What's up now, nigga?

[*gunshot*]