Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song County Jail, artist - Trae Tha Truth. Date of issue: 13.09.2012
Song language: English
County Jail |
| I’mma send this out to the motherfuckin' struggle I had nigga |
| Down on a note, I’m broke |
| Real talk |
| I used to be sittin' in a county jail |
| Who can I call on when it’s goin' all wrong? |
| Ain’t no one to call for help |
| Please God (help me help me help me) |
| I need help |
| 30 days, 60 days in this motherfuckin' cage |
| No one to call on when it’s going all wrong |
| Petty charges, weed charges, car charge |
| Man I need a lawyer |
| Dead in debt I money loan, plus I need a father |
| Cousin hurt me, took a loss where he can’t help me neither |
| So I fall on the line, tearin' it down, thuggin' like it’s legal |
| See quick my people and we at the same situation |
| A couple grand I’m bring 'em home but ain’t nobody on |
| So we like fuck it, get our pen and our piece of paper |
| Juice it out like fuck it, it gon get greater later |
| Beat on the table, make the beat and put the rhyme on top |
| Wishin' the judge would show some love so we can grind the block |
| I hit my dog, I need some change up in comacery here |
| I’m a keep it real I need some shoes and some soups (I'm hungry) |
| Writtin' letters to my girl, hoping she don’t meet a friend |
| Hoping she keep that pussy tight till nigga back again |
| I’m in the state county, all time still awaiting my sentence |
| Day after day it’s out the cell like it’s |
| My pride the business but my freedom got me sick |
| Ain’t nothing live about drinking water on top of where these niggas shit |
| Inside the world I’m still a man but in here I’m a number |
| Called in collect but ain’t nobody accepting this number |
| Screaming at my cellie, tell him catch me at the freeway |
| Hit the niggas from the block so we can get the latest street play |
| They call in Chao and they knowin' fool trash |
| I rather go in on a spread, I kick niggas across they ass |
| One of my childhood niggas just caught the chain for 30 |
| Had a chance for an appeal but he fucked it from playing dirty |
| I seen it all, it’s the same pussy niggas |
| So I’m mindin' my own hopin' county release my ho |
| Go in the wreck, playing weights sweatin' and come home swole |
| Fuck off the week until Wednesday, waitin' on damage control |