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Lyrics for "Jail Call"
Have you ever thought of suicide
On a jail call while your mother cried
She ain't understand you had to ride
It was him or you... it was do or die
Pick up I’m on a jail call
I got some shit I gotta tell y’all
Slowly walking down the corridor .... I got 4 in got 24 more......
Ni**as saying free me on the internet..... Ima hour away ain't get a visit yet......
Plus my commissary getting low..... My ni**as on trial hope they don't blow......
But if they beat da case that'll be the day......cuz them ni**as fighting murders with a legal aide.......
All this time this can't be real......man I should of took da plea deal......
The whole system need to rebuild......sh*t look what they did to meek mill........
Plus my bunky.... is a junky......my baby momma told my momma she don’t want me......
She told me what she gotta visit for...... n how she’ll never bring my child on no visit floor.......
Have u ever thought of suicide... on a Jail call while your mother cry....
She don’t understand u had to ride.... it was him or u it was do or die.......
Pick up I’m on a Jail call..... pick up I’m on a Jail call.....
pick up I’m on a Jail call..... I got some sh*t I gotta tell y’all .......
I’m jus claiming what I’m banging on the walk in....... c74 I brought the hawk in......
But this sick uh cells got me coughing......feel like the only way I’ll leave is in a coffin......
Twenty something more years I’m tryna hold on.....can’t wait to see the parole board.......
But They’ll probably hit me with another five...... den another five ...... sometimes I wanna cry........
Sitting in my cell some times I wanna die.... kill myself sometimes I wanna try......
Then I think of all the good times..... caught another case now they took my good time........
They said I cut a ni**a in the face.....but so what he was out of place......
And To the trappers buying houses living beautifully...... don’t end up in this gated community........
Have u ever heard of suicide... on a Jail call why your mother cry....
She don’t understand u had to ride.... it was him or u it was do or die.......
Pick up I’m on a Jail call..... pick up I’m on a Jail call.....
pick up I’m on a Jail call..... got some shit I gotta tell y’all .......
Every morning that I wake..... still living behind these gates...... my spirits start to deflate ..... gotta Live with this one mistake .....
My man started that beef he know I had it on me.... I caught a body for that ni**a and he ratted on me.....
Damn that ni**a fucking with the cops..... my baby moms ain’t jus f**king man she f**king with the opps.....
I should of known she was a mother fucking thot..... I’m thinking to myself y I left my mother f**king block .....
Shoulda stayed my ass home in the crib.... chill with the kids.....
went outside shooting the cig..... look what I did......
Shit I left my babies fatherless ..... they Gonna feel how I felt when my father left.....
Suicidal thoughts is jus a part of stress...... but they giving me meds and I’m beyond depressed.......
So Sorry momma Ima end it all..... soon as I end this call......
Director : Marc Diamond
Producer: Malik Marcell
Editor : Marc Diamond
Music video by Casanova performing Jail Call. © 2019 Roc Nation Records, LLC
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15 окт 2024
