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want to see me in a cell
Oh yeah I noticed
Oh yeah I noticed I can't be worried about none of these niggas I got to stay focused focus focus focus
Head

on his cell phone screen 

In the virtual world, In the virtual world 
You can be anything, go on give it whirl 
Scrolling up and down, zooming in and out

want likes up on the gram
She don't care bout me and she ain't worried bout who I am

Where would fake ones be if I was locked up in a cell

We brothas

felonies
Be careful when you out there
That's what baby mama telling me
She said she don't want me
Going jail or dead
Clientele on my cell
I've got to sell

wit my niggas we want all the money
Wish heaven had a cell phone so you could call em for me
Said I still got dead homies they be talking to me
Told em

All of my inner big hitters yeah vamonos
I am bullet of God yeah vamonos
Shooting through hate in the brain yeah vamonos
Moving so quick like a cell can

the drive that will make him see the end of the tunnel soon
And while everybody else minds is closed
It's pretty hard to be the light that escaped from

hit my cell with no invite
And I'll be there with a grin like

Look me in the eye, see I'm dead on the inside
Look-Look me in the eye, see I'm dead

Used to be reppin Verizon
They throw shade when they can't feel ya
Now I throw it back like, Bitch familiar
Harness fury in the night, so I spit it like

smoke lil cali it’s the greatest by far
I know niggas kill for that tech and wockhardt
While I be in da sky gettin high wit my dawgs
From the cell

My heart is filled with pain sometimes I just want to cry
I’m smoking having sessions, got me looking to the sky
Momma used to tell me “It’ll be ok

strain, I am not well
See the psycho in my face, say "I won't be long," yeah
I'll get out, I'll get out
Watch me take my place in a place where I don't

transaction et ce depuis mon cell
J'suis le meilleur de la ville pas b'soin d'attestation
J'suis de ceux qui performent à chaque prestation
J'ai des gens qui me

give him the invite to our wedding
My ex told me to watch out for them rats, X em out
But he turned out to be a rat, ain't that some kind of paradox
Hmmm

I told my momma I won't fail and imma make it out
They got my sister in that cell, don't know when she gettin' out
When my niggas pull up wit' them

Please don't go, on your cell phone
Because I want you to be
More than happy
With me
Put it down, the foods coming around
Would you please just be
In

own 
All day having fun
Didn't need no cell phone 
To call home 
Be back when we're done 
One for all, all for one 
Where I come from 
If you wonder why

Boring because I want to be alone
I am sick of every single cell
Caught me in another sing along
I wont need a bed when the end comes
Bury me in a blanket

the cells are closin' in upon me
Fuck this rut I keep on tryin to squeeze out
Should pain be to art what peanut butter is to jelly 
Please can I have my cake

hell?
Lemme think about it
U wanna net like a pearl? u want me fool like Javel? u wanna fuck in my cell?
Well let me think about it
Mistaking right from

a brick down like a bull dozer
Had to sleep inside a cell last time I pulled over
Police tryna speak to me I’m tryna look sober
Double C sneakers wit

stressing no bail
N even if I get locked im in the cell making sales
How the hell ? Nigga my clientele
My drip run deep like a nigga dug a well
I hit her then

the cell block 
With your boo getting groovy making movies like Redbox 
You can't fool me curveballs hit it out like Red Sox 

Always gotta ball I keep going

Coz I’m better off alone babe better off alone
Calling on your cell phone, better off alone
Better off alone babe better off alone
I’m the only one