Jailed without bail busting

Caps

That ink the wells

Show me revelations

Versace

Rings and temptations

Selling wounded charts

With

Rugged bulletin marks

Avocado wasted,ten inch

Guns

Replaced with bricks

Jamming with outlets

Ringing

Payola prisoners bets

Mavado necklaces prime

Biz

Material beat the cereal

Wrote the bank spoke the

Cell

Where hoes finally mate

Move mad cake and push

Lexus

Weight for jewеls sake

Linked tabloids and hoaxed

Dеcoys

With blue corderoys

Been federal since law

Enforcement

Tried being

Decoys

Jail ain't dunnies crime ain't

Money

The game not

Funny

Bars over cars big broads and

Paper

Wauds we all gods

Jail ain't crummy you feel me son i

M

Beginning large

Aye

You incarcerated for the feds

Either

Dead or no bread

Cop weapons like Tony, stop

Stepping

Like Tone nigga

We want biz, hold tight and

Smoke

Lids on the bridge

You can be tender like CL

Smooth

Dance and groove

Jail cases bought in court

Repertoire

Caught

Chasing

Hoes get tossed and flown

Out

For

Tripping doubts

What's my name grilling and facing

Like im palladed

Jaded like them necklaces and chains

Or proven cane

Bailed for years and decades, lord and

Jesus made it

Work like the city in New Jack

Being

Low rocking flats

The woodgrain look gritty held

Stacks

And big titties

Never getting out bars, niggas

Can't

Show shit dunny

The suits or the coups got me

Spinning

On old money

Jail never was meant for being

Locked

And petty crime

Niggas shouldn't be enforced to

Get

Triggas and time

Ways to be a gentleman, set drive

And

Steal trends

Kept warning and slept incapable of

Bend or ends

Freaks want attention, doors ain't

Closed

Decisions

Clarity for fame like Dougie F, cutting

Off

Competition

Stopped one hot wonders getting

Denied

In the trials

Flagrant guns get fouled in mafia

Revenue

Large crowds

Pulling out trauma for the willing

Addition

Mad commas

Selling rocks and iron jocks to threaten

The

Hard knock

The third rail get trapped then forgotten

In

The loot throt

Chose the pain for pleasure to be clever for

Endeavors

Jail ain't dunnies crime ain't money the

Game

Not funny

Bars over cars big broads and paper

Wauds

We all gods

Jail ain't crummy you feel me son im

Beginning

Large aye

You incarcerated for the feds, either dead or

No bread