Cell Tales (Explicit)

Cell Tales (Explicit) - Lil Loaded

Lyrics by：Dashawn Robertson

Composed by：Dashawn Robertson

All alone all

All alone

All alone

Ayy look

I was in that cell all alone

N***a I'ma hold the phone

Tryna see with all them home

Free the guys 'til the ballers home

I made so many calls

For not one of 'em to talk to me

They ain't talk

Fresh shower back at home what

I had to get jail smell off of me

My brother spirit in me what

I know big dawg walk with me

You ain't walk up in them trenches

You can't ride in that droptop with me

Hear no evil speak no evil no evil

Close my eye can't see no evil can't see

But that ain't the truth

I close my eyes and I can see them demons

Million dollar jeans up in my nut

No she can't have this semen

He said he got some knock me off the block

Then you better bring it grrah

I'm don't smoke my opps they be

Dyin' with that glock again grr bah

Hit him al up in his body

Bet his a*s won't smile again won't smile again

Veggie tales broccoli

Hit 'em with that glockie heat brr

If you ain't on go just like me just like me

N***a you can't rock with me

I'm on the go with all the

Real n***as the real n***as

Locked in with real hitters

Them real hitters

Tapped to more violence but

I'm stylin' with no stylist ayy no cap

Always profilin' wildin'

Hop out get 'em blind grrr

The diamonds shinin' everywhere I go

Ayy look bih

I was in that cell all alone all alone

N***a I'ma hold the phone hold the phone

Tryna see with all them home

Free the guys 'til the ballers home

I made so many calls for not one of

'Em to talk to me they ain't talk

Fresh shower back at home what

I had to get jail smell off of me

My brother spirit in me what

I know big dawg walk with me

You ain't walk up in them trenches

You can't ride in that droptop with me

They left me at rock bottom

They thought I was stuck I got 'em got 'em

I ain't have a thing he helped me climb up

They won't get to see them commas them commas

She won't get rich off of me

So baby I'ma wear a condom wear a condom

N***a can't talk **** to me 'cause

N***a I'm the top shotta grr

We go block on block block 'em

Arp gon' body rock 'em gon' body rock

Ten to four I bet my last on it

Big blue devil won't brag on

'Em brag on 'em

Rolling game my last name I stand on

Won't put my hands on 'em what

Get 'em gone put they bread on me

I was in that cell all alone all alone

N***a I'ma hold the phone hold the phone

Tryna see with all them home

Free the guys 'til the ballers home

I made so many calls for not one of

'Em to talk to me they ain't talk

Fresh shower back at home what

I had to get jail smell off of me

My brother spirit in me what

I know big dawg walk with me

You ain't walk up in them trenches

You can't ride in that droptop with me