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This call will be recorded and monitored. I have a collect call from...Caswell Senior An inmate at County Detention Facility Hello? Hello? Hello?! Hello? Hello? Have you ever thought of suicide On a jail call while your mother cryin'? She ain't understand you had to ride It was him or you, it was do or die Pick up i'm on a jail call Pick up i'm on a jail call Pick up i'm on a jail call I got some shit I gotta tell y'all Slowly walkin' down the corridor I got four in, 24 more They sayin' "free me" on the internet I'm an hour away, ain't get a visit yet Plus my commissary gettin' low My niggas on trial, hope they don't blow Bbut if they beat the case, that'll be the day 'Cuz niggas fightin murders with a legal aid All this time this can't be real Man I shoulda took a plea deal The whole system need to rebuild Shit, look what they did to meek mill Plus my bunkie is a junkie SongtexteMy baby momma told my momma she don't want me She told me, "what she gotta visit for?" And "I should never bring my child on no visit floor" Have you ever thought of suicide On a jail call while your mother cryin'? She ain't understand you had to ride It was him or you, it was do or die Pick up i'm on a jail call Pick up i'm on a jail call Pick up i'm on a jail call I got some shit I gotta tell y'all I'm just claimin' what I'm bangin' on the walk in C-74, I brought my hawk in But this sickle cell got me coughin' Feel like the only way I leave is in a coffin 20-somethin' more years, tryna hold on Can't wait to see the parole board But they'll probably hit me with another five Then another five, sometimes I wanna cry Sittin' in my cell sometime I wanna die Kill myself sometime I wanna try Then I think of all the good times Caught another case, now they took my good time They said I cut a nigga in the face But so what? He was outta place And to the trappers buyin' houses livin' beautifully Don't end up in this gated community Have you ever thought of suicide On a jail call while your mother cryin'? She ain't understand you had to ride It was him or you, it was do or die Pick up i'm on a jail call Pick up i'm on a jail call Pick up i'm on a jail call I got some shit I gotta tell y'all Every morning I wake still livin' behind these gates My spirit start to deflate, gotta live with this one mistake My man started that beef, he know I had it on me I caught a body for that nigga, and he ratted on me Damn, that nigga fuckin' with the cops My baby mom ain't just fuckin', man she fuckin' with the ops I should've known she was a motherfuckin' thot I'm thinkin' to myself, "Why I left my motherfuckin' block?" I shoulda stayed my ass home in the crib, chilled with the kids Went outsite shootin' a cig, look what i did Shit, I left my babies fatherless They gon' feel how I felt when my father left Suicide thoughts just a part of stress What they givin' me meds and I'm beyond depressed So sorry momma, I'mma end it all Soon as I end this call Have you ever thought of suicide On a jail call while your mother cryin'? She ain't understand you had to ride It was him or you, it was do or die Pick up i'm on a jail call Pick up i'm on a jail call Pick up i'm on a jail call I got some shit I gotta tell y'all Aus Songtexte Mania