2 am in the cell by Big murda Lyrics
“Big Murda - 2 am in the Cell “
Let me tell you bout a youngin really thuggin heartbroken he ain't got no love ain’t have no hand outs he had to get it out mud he had to stand out cause fitting in ain’t what he does convicted felon but keep a weapon like fuck a judge heart hurt when heavy died he was in a cell charife to now to his mother I just wish her I know the pain don’t end it probably never hoping it get better but shit only time a tell “keep yo head up “ shit getting crazy hеard dey put a case on la kel missing Janеl she won’t even send a nigga mail times getting harder caint fall off cause I already fell “tell me one thang” who imma call when it ain’t no one to call on my dawg gone now ion even be wanting call home picturing us back in the day smoking till it’s all gone ..heart hurt,head hurt traumatized by da streets guess dats why I’m head first mmm mmm but I know I’ll be fine steady thinking bout killing but in my mind I’m dying in like mm mmm mm mmm I need you be my motivation when it ain’t nun when ever I call you just tell me to hang on married to da game I just forgot to put my rang on I just forgot to my ring on ...they say Murda talk to the people they oin hear you make em listen I don’t say this shit fah you I just think it’s shit that they missing if the listen close enough might can help em out they position might can help em out they position, I got trust issues I caint fuck witchu these streets den stole my heart and ain’t no substitute I got trust issues I caint fuck witchu these streets den stole my heart and ain’t no substitute so I’m walking wit my burner hoping they don’t burn me thinking bout who love screaming fuck who did me dirty .....
Let me tell you bout a youngin really thuggin heartbroken he ain't got no love ain’t have no hand outs he had to get it out mud he had to stand out cause fitting in ain’t what he does convicted felon but keep a weapon like fuck a judge heart hurt when heavy died he was in a cell charife to now to his mother I just wish her I know the pain don’t end it probably never hoping it get better but shit only time a tell “keep yo head up “ shit getting crazy hеard dey put a case on la kel missing Janеl she won’t even send a nigga mail times getting harder caint fall off cause I already fell “tell me one thang” who imma call when it ain’t no one to call on my dawg gone now ion even be wanting call home picturing us back in the day smoking till it’s all gone ..heart hurt,head hurt traumatized by da streets guess dats why I’m head first mmm mmm but I know I’ll be fine steady thinking bout killing but in my mind I’m dying in like mm mmm mm mmm I need you be my motivation when it ain’t nun when ever I call you just tell me to hang on married to da game I just forgot to put my rang on I just forgot to my ring on ...they say Murda talk to the people they oin hear you make em listen I don’t say this shit fah you I just think it’s shit that they missing if the listen close enough might can help em out they position might can help em out they position, I got trust issues I caint fuck witchu these streets den stole my heart and ain’t no substitute I got trust issues I caint fuck witchu these streets den stole my heart and ain’t no substitute so I’m walking wit my burner hoping they don’t burn me thinking bout who love screaming fuck who did me dirty .....