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Correct Jail Thoughts Lyrics
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[Chorus] Back against the wall, I was prayin' in my jail cell Talkin' to my god like can you please get me out of here Niggas said they real but now I seen niggas ain't real again 'cause if we had a bond then how come you ain't bond me out of there? Talkin' to my kids and they're like daddy where the hell you at? Cook County Jail, daddy locked up where the killers at All you niggas prayed on my downfall, I'm gon' remember that Never stress, just put your trust in God because he got your back [Verse] God is good all the time, all the time God is good Shit I ain't gotta go to church, I pray up in the hood My niggas turned they back on me just like I knew they would Own niggas plot on me, probably kill me if they could Shit crazy, locked up, I was missin' my babies In the backseat of 12's car like they drivin' Ms. Daisy Paper chasin', ain't no talkin', ain't no cooperation Police hatin', they just want to get me back in the station Turn on the radio, I'm probably on your fuckin' station Another gun shot, they said I violated my probation Ain't even have a weapon on me, they exaggerated I'm agitated 'cause all my love ones separated My bed I made it, I lay up in it 'til someone save me Kush smoke, gun smoke, no how my Glock it ain't got no safety Because that safety ain't no PC, shit ain't tolerated Put me on deck with all the killers, feed my obligation Where you from? where you is? bitch ain't no conversation You want to fight, go on the stance, the real ones gonna praise me And every day we can fight in this bitch until they save me And we can fight in this bitch every day until they save me My bond one hundred K, I wonder who gon' come and get me King of my city and them crackers locked my crown up with me And when it rains it pours, get rich die tryin', I feel like Fifty One lonely sandwich, a PB&J and ain't no Jiffy Somethin' like a hickey magician, niggas man they so tricky Own niggas iffy, they care more 'bout if they bitches pretty The old me would get out, shoot her in her face and titty But the new me not trippin' 'cause I know God is with me Red bottoms like the devil, I'm not with the preachin' Niggas bite the hand that feed 'em, you can keep the leaching A real man would've just bond me right up out the precinct A real friend up on my birthday would've came and seen me My baby mama always right, she realer than these niggas Niggas hate that I got big, they gon' hate when I'm bigger God always on my side so I don't need these niggas And I'm back to smokin' woods, bitch you can keep them swishers [Chorus] Back against the wall, I was prayin' in my jail cell Talkin' to my god like can you please get me out of here Niggas said they real but now I seen niggas ain't real again 'cause if we had a bond then how come you ain't bond me out of there? Talkin' to my kids and they're like daddy where the hell you at? Cook County Jail, daddy locked up where the killers at All you niggas prayed on my downfall, I'm gon' remember that Never stress, just put your trust in God because he got your back
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