County Jail

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Baby on the way then I caught my case

I went on the run and gave myself some time to think

Sitting in my cell, all I did was pray

Call home once a week and tell my people I'm okay

Ask me if I'm stressing I say hell naw I'm straight

But you can tell the difference cause it's written on my face

I've been working out, I've been gaining weight

I been having dreams about the day they crack the gate

Ain't send me no mail, pregnant with my baby girl

Planned to take over the world I just ended up in jail

Writing down my plans hoping I don't hit the pen

Drop a thousand on my books and trust me I'll be back again

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Shit ain't looking good, still I keep the faith

Sittin' in this county jail tryna fight my case

Running through these fades, I just miss my daughter face

They bring me out my cell sixty minutes everyday

Back and forth to court, bank on niggas in these tanks

Laughin with my homies bout them days when we was raised

You only down the street but seem so far away

As I'm sitting in this county jail tryna fight my case