Cell
• Written by LucasClarke
(Start at 0:37)
Music is my main bitch, no need for side hoes.
Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm hittin' all my free throws
She's got the mean little smile with the model pose
This drug dealer life ain't the one I chose
Lies go by but I just stay high
I hate seeing my ma cry when I say goodbye
(Chorus)
She thinks ill be living in jail, this is hell
Imitate of 2018 my life wasn't going well
In my cell I keep high as hell
So I guess this is my last farewell
I feel like a white Malcolm X in and out of the cell
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LucasClarke
Member since January 7 2015