Lyrics:
it, but just that very minute
It occurred to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me
handed me his cell phone
When I called you were on your plane
Moving back to Portland for the rain
I won't only love you when you're winning
Other
the hood niggas steal for real
You might get killed for your shit for real
Niggas say crime is a skill for real
Not tryna live in cell for real
Niggas be
And you'll be scared to pick the mic up again
Lyrically you on the level of Green, Eggs and Ham
Your best bet is fold 'cause I gots a bigger hand
Plus I'm
Don't call my cell phone
Don't send me roses
Leave me the hell alone
You must be jokin'
There's nothing you can say or can do
To get me back in
no escape from this conspiracy
This burning cell
Real infernal fight
How could I be so naive
Trapped like a rat in a cage
Served up myself like a prey
for the last time
See now I know
Hey that it wouldn't be easy
I done fought through the battle, and I made it this far
I got a few more feet but
Yeah
All my life
I been by myself
All this time
I want help
Blurred lines
All I do is dwell
And free the guys
In the cell
In the cell
Lord please
in the well that can wish ya' boy well
Cells eaten by cancer got me lookin' for answers
Doctors say my daughter won't grow up to be a dancer
Just
civilized shores
You and me in a room without windows, a room without doors
No bells will be ringing, no telephone calls
In our little well-secluded cell
brain,
We see the boys, but fuck them niggas, I can't be locked up in no cell
Because my dukes still want Chanel, and all my fiends want me to sell
Can't
peace at least
Cause I want it
Want it so bad
That I'm starvin'
I'm like Garvey
So you can see be
It's like that, I'm like Nat
Leave me the hell
should just be yourself
Right now, you're someone else
You used to call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need my love
Call me on my cell phone
Late
Gotta story to tell
Yea I've been trough hell
I dont need help
Dont call my cell
K.O.
Hit the bell
Not cold in this cell
Not going to yell
I dont
and I lose control
I see your eyes look through my soul
Don't be surprised, this all I know
I felt the highs and they feel like you
See, a love like
going on tour a drip
gone stay up never declining
You know you needed me
Nigga, let's be real
I missed my nigga from the cell
He's still locked up in that
be acting shell
No matter whatever I’m gon prevail
Bitch its my time I will never fail
How far will I go only time will tell
Used to be locked down
the white cells
Can you hear me now? Can you hear me now?
Baby pick up
Heard she with some niggas, ballplayers
Playing pickup my pretty little princess
Now
back
'Cause you know how to act when you hit me on the cell
You don't be leavin me messages like you mad as hell
You tell me that your pussy's wet
Joseph's luck was really out
His spirit and his fortune low
Alone he sat, alone he thought
Of happy times he used to know
Hey, dreamer, don't be so
you’ve done to me
And you’d never thought in the end
I’d be the one to make it
Don’t beat me like my father
Don’t single me out like the teacher
Don’t
to the money, you late like a snail
Knock a nigga head off, now they askin', "what's that smell?" (Ew)
These niggas too fragile, yeah, I swear they be so frail
and I masturbate
Always checking my notifications on my cell phone
Supposed to be killing these stages and then sell songs
Wanna be the greatest but so
Bad memories never get out of your head
Even if you try to fight, they are always gonna be there
Somehow they take over your place
When they look
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