Jail Food

But I tried to tell you

You wish death on me, I hope you go to hell too

And I ain't even tryna get you overwhelmed, boo

Bro met niggas up in jail and made a cell crew

And I ain't go through shit you went through, but I felt you

You sellin' pussy, it just came through in the mail, boo

I would've gave you money, baby, you ain't gotta sell nudes

Tell em free big t, he locked up eating jail food

I swear this life is uncomparable

You tryna hop from me to my bro, nigga, we ain't shareabl

Growing up, I ain't really had no friends, that shit was terrible