Inmate #47

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LRN Nola (pronounced "Learn Nola") is a musical artist known for their unique blend of hip-hop, R&B, and soul. They gained popularity for their thought-provoking lyrics and smooth vocal delivery. LRN Nola's music often explores themes of personal growth, social issues, and self-reflection. They have a dedicated fan base who appreciate their introspective and emotionally honest approach to music. more »

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Turn me up real quick Zach
Ye
Ight f*ck it ima go anyway
Ye
Ye
Thought you wanted to travel
I’d got you a passport
We’d held it down a couple years But we couldn’t get past more
Tryna get them demons out my head
Bang my fitted against the wall
They let out inmate 47 I might as well hadn’t called
I shed some tears up in the streets
I know one day I’ll get caught slippin'
Hope when I die it’s presidential So they can bury me with them millions
Love knocked me down ain’t use my pivot
Shoulda been I’m sorry Simmons
I’m hoping God is still forgiving
Traded out my sinnings for a sentence
Thought you wanted to travel
I’d got you a passport
We’d held it down a couple years But we couldn’t get past more
Tryna get them demons out my head
Bang my fitted against the wall
They let out inmate 47 I might as well hadn’t called
I shed some tears up in the streets
I know one day I’ll get caught slippin'
Hope when I die it’s presidential So they can bury me with them millions
Love knocked me down ain’t use my pivot
Shoulda been I’m sorry Simmons
I’m hoping God is still forgiving
Traded out my sinnings for a sentence
Hadda get right back into my Birkin
Not down for long
That’s what they thought
Can’t make no money sitting
Hurting
Lettuce get green she gettin' tossed
Sitting all of my things out on the curb
You must done forgot bout your shit I bought
Rather sleep with my pistol under my pillow
I don’t gotta say a thing them opps getting dropped
Ye
Sat up in that cell with nobody there but myself
Couldn’t face my demons in the morn
My mirror cut outta metal
They digging up dirt from my old past
I dug my hole without a shovel
I wear my pain up on my sleeve
Still see me naked when I’m covered
Thought you wanted to travel
I’d got you a passport
We’d held it down a couple years But we couldn’t get past more
Tryna get them demons out my head
Bang my fitted against the wall
They let out inmate 47 I might as well hadn’t called
I shed some tears up in the streets
I know one day I’ll get caught slippin'
Hope when I die it’s presidential So they can bury me with them millions
Love knocked me down ain’t use my pivot
Shoulda been I’m sorry Simmons
I’m hoping God is still forgiving
Traded out my sinnings for a sentence
Thought you wanted to travel
I’d got you a passport
We’d held it down a couple years But we couldn’t get past more
Tryna get them demons out my head
Bang my fitted against the wall
They let out inmate 47 I might as well hadn’t called
I shed some tears up in the streets
I know one day I’ll get caught slippin'
Hope when I die it’s presidential So they can bury me with them millions
Love knocked me down ain’t use my pivot
Shoulda been I’m sorry Simmons
I’m hoping God is still forgiving
Traded out my sinnings for a sentence
Ye
I won’t get in the car less it’s tints on it
Fought for my dawg and she traded for cents homie
I know that I’m list a statistic
I’ll prolly be gone when they get forensics
They laugh at your pain 'til they feel how you feeling
Always up with me nigga
Ain’t talking the ceiling
My head in clouds
And my heart in the middle
How you melt down my heart
Expect love from the gristle
Play the hook over that
And that’s just it
Thought you wanted to travel
I’d got you a passport
We’d held it down a couple years But we couldn’t get past more
Tryna get them demons out my head
Bang my fitted against the wall
They let out inmate 47 I might as well hadn’t called
I shed some tears up in the streets
I know one day I’ll get caught slippin'
Hope when I die it’s presidential So they can bury me with them millions
Love knocked me down ain’t use my pivot
Shoulda been I’m sorry Simmons
I’m hoping God is still forgiving
Traded out my sinnings for a sentence

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