Jail Story

[Intro]
Grah
Free Dot come on
Grah,grah
Free the Sweepers,nigga
Free Jay5ive

[Pre-story]

May-5th...shown on a video
How I ain't end up on the back of this...

[Story]
May-5th were showing on a video
How I ain't end up on the back of this car
Sirens - turn on,cops getting closer and shit
But I still do not know where we are
Off a 30 I'm not moving smart
Jack saying bro that's the D's like my heart
They saying:" Pull over right over there "
But I'm trynna tell Naz:" Don't you put it in park "
We in cause with the 3-7 cars
In the precinct they took us apart
They're showing me flicks of a kid with some dreads
And a Ski with a gun who was letting it spark
I do not know brodie - that's not my charge
I'm here for a gun,police put in my car
D's getting mad, thrown on a fits
They like:"5ive don't you lying you shot him by the park"
Now we in the booking who that staring hard
Trynna say where he from before he could start
I told him wassup,so I'm smoking on Ski
And bro lit it on bro,I won't leave out of the part
Now we hoppin' on him behing the bars
Nah, I know who he is and he knows who we are
No we on the bus, owning that same situation
That shit then I get us that fall
Why she shaking her ass on my vids in my part
Now I'm trying to see if she dance with the stars
Like, I need the : guns, weed hard
Like you could be fine if you just do a small
Got the kid on the way - that share in my heart
'Cause I'm in this jail - can beat it for her
I get her on the phone and telling me about my daughter
Going to be in a couple of months
Now I'm stressing I can't even front
How I let them trick me, I'm feeling so dumb
Whole time I was thinking that I was the one
I just was the nigga that police had one
Like, I want the shits to be done
Now I see Blitz and Cal and my heart feeling numb
Now I'm with the niggas who said that they love me
Before I was famous with Jay5ive had none
Eating dog food chow is like crumbs
Ain't no dinner last time we eat lunch
In Patakis I feel like a bum
Bro passed me this Pumas
I'm like : " What the fuck!? "
Nigga laughing, I'm like brodie what
Ain't wearing those would rather wear none
Months going by, I started wearing Pumas
'Cause I'm getting used to being in the slums
Bro why should I climb or not
Make a run for that shit better not
Going crazy my cell getting locked
Call in the morning at like 5 at clock
Grab a gun nigga for you get shot
In the crib couple Jets in the spot
You ain't mine that's on G you get flocked
Make a run for the 'till we get on this bop
Listen up, y'all remember that opp
That I said through - punched and got hopped
I'm the jet a nigga that was the wock
Think, I see a 8hi in the spot
Since building I fumbled my knocks
I do not know how it happened
We from different blocks
We just had a situation with each other
When we seen lil Mil, we both started to box
Nigga jumping and turn back he stopped
On the floor So stand by the cops
Do me and bro on the cell I could barely see shits
Trapped up in the box
Couple pages?I had me a dozens
I'm in the Justin that shit better then ya pop nigga wasn't
Like, bro, I think I'm bored
Police stay getting closer in my face then I'm coming