County Jail lyrics

by

Paul Wall


[Intro: Boosie Badazz]
I'mma send this out to the motherf*ckin' struggle I had n*gga
Down on a note, I'm broke
Real talk

[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
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

[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
30 days, 60 days in this motherf*ckin' 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 f*ck it, get our pen and our piece of paper
Juice it out like f*ck 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 pus*y tight till n*gga back again
[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
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

[Verse 2: Trae The Truth]
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 n*ggas sh*t
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 n*ggas 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 n*ggas across they ass
One of my childhood n*ggas just caught the chain for 30
Had a chance for an appeal but he f*cked it from playing dirty
I seen it all, it's the same pus*y n*ggas [?]
So I'm mindin' my own hopin' county release my ho
Go in the wreck, playing weights sweatin' and come home swole
f*ck off the week until Wednesday, waitin' on damage control

[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
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
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