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Cell Tales

 

Cell Tales


All alone, all
All alone
All alone

Ayy, look
I was in that cell, all alone
Nigga, I'ma hold the phone
Tryna see what Harlem home
Free the guys 'til the ballers home
I made so many calls, for not one of 'em to talk to me (They ain't talk)
Fresh shower back at home (What?)
I had to get jail smell off of me
My brother spirit in me (What?)
I know B-Doggs walk with me
You ain't walk up in them trenches, you can't ride in that droptop with me

Hear no evil, speak no evil (No evil)
Close my eye, can't see no evil (Can't see)
But that ain't the truth, I close my eyes and I can see them demons
Million dollar jeans, up in my nut, know she can hide to see me
He said he got some knock me off the block, then you better bring it (Grrah)
I'm gon' smoke my opps, they be dying with that Glock again (Grr, bah)
Hit him al up in his body, bet his ass won't smile again (Won't smile again)
Vegetarian shit, broccoli
Hit 'em with that Glockie heat (Brr)
If you ain't on go, just like me (Just like me)
Nigga, you can't rock with me
I'm on the go with all the real niggas (The real niggas)
Locked in with real hitters (Them real hitters)
Tapped to more violence but I'm styling with no stylist, ayy (No cap)
Always profiling, wilding, hop out, get 'em blind (Grrr)
The diamonds shining, every rock go

Ayy, look (B)
I was in that cell, all alone (All alone)
Nigga, I'ma hold the phone (Hold the phone)
Tryna see what Harlem home
Free the guys 'til the ballers home
I made so many calls, for not one of 'em to talk to me (They ain't talk)
Fresh shower back at home (What?)
I had to get jail smell off of me
My brother spirit in me (What?)
I know B-Doggs walk with me
You ain't walk up in them trenches, you can't ride in that droptop with me

They left me at rock bottom
They thought I was stuck, I got 'em (Got 'em)
I ain't have a thing, He helped me climb up
They won't get to see them commas (Them commas)
She won't get rich off of me, so baby, I'ma wear a condom (Wear a condom)
Nigga can't talk shit to me 'cause, nigga, I'm the top shotta (Grrah)
We go block on block, block 'em
RIP, gon' body rock (Gon' body rock)
Ten to four, I bet my last on it (Last, last on it)
Big blue devil, won't brag on 'em (Brag on 'em)
Rolling game, my last name, I stand on
Won't put my hands on 'em (What?)
Get 'em gone, put they bread on me (Bread on me)

Ayy, look
I was in that cell, all alone (All alone)
Nigga, I'ma hold the phone (Hold the phone)
Tryna see what Harlem home
Free the guys 'til the ballers home (The ballers home)
I made so many calls, for not one of 'em to talk to me (They ain't talk)
Fresh shower back at home (What?)
I had to get jail smell off of me
My brother spirit in me (What?)
I know B-Doggs walk with me
You ain't walk up in them trenches, you can't ride in that droptop with me

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