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Jail Call
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Utwór Jail Call został wydany 11 października 2019 przez Roc Nation Records jako część albumu Behind These Scars
11 października 2019
WytwórniaRoc Nation Records
JęzykEnglish
BPM83
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Teledysk

Teledysk

Tekst Utworu

[Verse 1]
Have you ever thought of suicide
On a jail call while your mother cryin'?
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
Pick up I'm on a jail call
Pick up I'm on a jail call
I got some shit I gotta tell y'all
[Verse 2]
Slowly walkin' down the corridor
I got four in, twenty-four more
They sayin', "Free me" on the internet
I'm an hour away, ain't get a visit yet
Plus my commissary gettin' low
My **** on trial, hope they don't blow
But if they beat the case, that'll be the day
'Cause **** fightin' murders with a legal aid
All this time, this can't be real
Man, I shoulda took the plea deal
The whole system need to rebuild
Shit, look what they did to Meek Mill
Plus my bunkie is a junkie
My baby momma told my momma she don't want me
She told me, "What she gotta visit for?"
And "I should never bring my child on no visit floor"
[Verse 3]
Have you ever thought of suicide
On a jail call while your mother cryin'?
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
Pick up I'm on a jail call
Pick up I'm on a jail call
I got some shit I gotta tell y'all
[Verse 4]
I'm just claiming what I'm bangin' on the walk in
C-74, I brought my hawk in
But this sickle cell got me coughin'
Feel like the only way I leave is in a coffin
Twenty somethin' more years, tryna hold on
Can't wait to see the parole board
But they'll probably hit me with another five
Then another five, sometimes I wanna cry
Sittin' in my cell sometime I wanna die
Kill my self sometime 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 **** in the face
But so what? He was outta place
And to the trappers buyin' house livin' beautifully
Don't end up in this gated community
[Verse 5]
Have you ever thought of suicide
On a jail call while your mother cryin'?
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
Pick up I'm on a jail call
Pick up I'm on a jail call
I got some shit I gotta tell y'all
[Verse 6]
Every morning I wake up still livin' behind these gates
My sprits 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 ****, and he ratted on me
Damn, that **** fuckin' with the cops?
MY baby mom ain't just fuckin', man, she fuckin' with ops
I should've known she was a motherfuckin' thot
I'm thinkin'  to myself, "Why I left my motherfuckin' block?"
I should've stayed my ass home in the crib, chilled with the kids
Went outside shootin' a cig, look what I did
Shit, I left my babies fatherless
They gon' feel how I felt when my father left
Suicide thoughts just a part of stress
What they givin' me meds and I'm beyond depressed
So sorry, mama, I'ma end it all
Soon as I end this call
[Verse 7]
Have you ever thought of suicide
On a jail call while your mother cryin'?
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
Pick up I'm on a jail call
Pick up I'm on a jail call
I got some shit I gotta tell y'all
Written by: Caswell Senior, Rafael Cameron Jr., Terence Odige
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