Yeah I made it
Out the struggle
Wondering
When the f*ck
I'm gonna bubble
Errday I grind
You know about
The hustle
They don't wanna
See me shine
Lay low and
Get some muscle
Finally got to talk to my sis
In jail 30 days
I just knew she was shook
Moms ain't wanna pick up the line
Yeah I talked to my bro
But I called her 30 times
I just wanted to
Hear they voice
We both knew we was good
But i had to make sure
They caught me on a violation
Acted like I absconded
But I was only
Chasing paper
PO acting shameless
Called me the day of court
On all lame shit
Like how the f*ck
I'ma make it
Three hours to spare
F*cking with this
Bird brain bih
I'm sorry but
I wish I could fly
No plane
No train
Ain't even have my own ride
So I called the
Circuit court
Felt like I was dreaming
Was it real
I had to make sure
They like
Well you might get a warrant
Hung up
Called Mike
Ain't heard from
Him in a moment
Man I wanted to blow his phone up
Called twice
Left a message
Damn answer the phone breh
Yeah I made it
Out the struggle
Wondering
When the f*ck
I'm gonna bubble
Errday I grind
You know about
The hustle
They don't wanna
See me shine
Lay low and
Get some muscle
Man f*ck that nigga
F*ck my PO
Prosecutor
F*ck the system
Nine days later
Went to my PO
She was out
I saw her supervisor tho
Wish I could've switched em then
He said your next report day
January 10
20 days to spare
Bday is seven days
Praying I make it there
Yeah I had fun all month
Bu that warrant on my mind
Had me wanting to run
Nah I cant run
That's gone make it worse
Where the hell I'ma go
Four days till the first
F*ck it I'm chilling
Doing what I do but
Hiding them bad feelings
YT kept me sane
And this lil bih on my line
Probably want me for the fame
Left one gig
Still putting in work
Praying for the best
Prepared for the worst
Threw up at one
Man that shit felt like a curse
The next day at my PO
Called sick into work
Sitting there for like a hour
Saw this lil stripper bih
From the weekend
Gave her like $7
She ignored me
I laughed to myself
Sumn told me fire up
Cause they bout to arrest
Nah not here
Five minutes later
PO like come here
So she got to talking
The usual spill but
It felt like she was stalling
She ain't even have my file
Man I should've started walking
On the phone with her supervisor
Its been like 50 mins since we talked and
Five minutes later
He came with my stuff
Then like another 15
Police putting me in cuffs
SwaggToMyLou - Jailhouse Blues Lyrics
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Yeah I made it
Out the struggle
Wondering
When the f*ck
I'm gonna bubble
Errday I grind
You know about
The hustle
They don't wanna
See me shine
Lay low and
Get some muscle
Finally got to talk to my sis
In jail 30 days
I just knew she was shook
Moms ain't wanna pick up the line
Yeah I talked to my bro
But I called her 30 times
I just wanted to
Hear they voice
We both knew we was good
But i had to make sure
They caught me on a violation
Acted like I absconded
But I was only
Chasing paper
PO acting shameless
Called me the day of court
On all lame shit
Like how the f*ck
I'ma make it
Three hours to spare
F*cking with this
Bird brain bih
I'm sorry but
I wish I could fly
No plane
No train
Ain't even have my own ride
So I called the
Circuit court
Felt like I was dreaming
Was it real
I had to make sure
They like
Well you might get a warrant
Hung up
Called Mike
Ain't heard from
Him in a moment
Man I wanted to blow his phone up
Called twice
Left a message
Damn answer the phone breh
Yeah I made it
Out the struggle
Wondering
When the f*ck
I'm gonna bubble
Errday I grind
You know about
The hustle
They don't wanna
See me shine
Lay low and
Get some muscle
Man f*ck that nigga
F*ck my PO
Prosecutor
F*ck the system
Nine days later
Went to my PO
She was out
I saw her supervisor tho
Wish I could've switched em then
He said your next report day
January 10
20 days to spare
Bday is seven days
Praying I make it there
Yeah I had fun all month
Bu that warrant on my mind
Had me wanting to run
Nah I cant run
That's gone make it worse
Where the hell I'ma go
Four days till the first
F*ck it I'm chilling
Doing what I do but
Hiding them bad feelings
YT kept me sane
And this lil bih on my line
Probably want me for the fame
Left one gig
Still putting in work
Praying for the best
Prepared for the worst
Threw up at one
Man that shit felt like a curse
The next day at my PO
Called sick into work
Sitting there for like a hour
Saw this lil stripper bih
From the weekend
Gave her like $7
She ignored me
I laughed to myself
Sumn told me fire up
Cause they bout to arrest
Nah not here
Five minutes later
PO like come here
So she got to talking
The usual spill but
It felt like she was stalling
She ain't even have my file
Man I should've started walking
On the phone with her supervisor
Its been like 50 mins since we talked and
Five minutes later
He came with my stuff
Then like another 15
Police putting me in cuffs
Out the struggle
Wondering
When the f*ck
I'm gonna bubble
Errday I grind
You know about
The hustle
They don't wanna
See me shine
Lay low and
Get some muscle
Finally got to talk to my sis
In jail 30 days
I just knew she was shook
Moms ain't wanna pick up the line
Yeah I talked to my bro
But I called her 30 times
I just wanted to
Hear they voice
We both knew we was good
But i had to make sure
They caught me on a violation
Acted like I absconded
But I was only
Chasing paper
PO acting shameless
Called me the day of court
On all lame shit
Like how the f*ck
I'ma make it
Three hours to spare
F*cking with this
Bird brain bih
I'm sorry but
I wish I could fly
No plane
No train
Ain't even have my own ride
So I called the
Circuit court
Felt like I was dreaming
Was it real
I had to make sure
They like
Well you might get a warrant
Hung up
Called Mike
Ain't heard from
Him in a moment
Man I wanted to blow his phone up
Called twice
Left a message
Damn answer the phone breh
Yeah I made it
Out the struggle
Wondering
When the f*ck
I'm gonna bubble
Errday I grind
You know about
The hustle
They don't wanna
See me shine
Lay low and
Get some muscle
Man f*ck that nigga
F*ck my PO
Prosecutor
F*ck the system
Nine days later
Went to my PO
She was out
I saw her supervisor tho
Wish I could've switched em then
He said your next report day
January 10
20 days to spare
Bday is seven days
Praying I make it there
Yeah I had fun all month
Bu that warrant on my mind
Had me wanting to run
Nah I cant run
That's gone make it worse
Where the hell I'ma go
Four days till the first
F*ck it I'm chilling
Doing what I do but
Hiding them bad feelings
YT kept me sane
And this lil bih on my line
Probably want me for the fame
Left one gig
Still putting in work
Praying for the best
Prepared for the worst
Threw up at one
Man that shit felt like a curse
The next day at my PO
Called sick into work
Sitting there for like a hour
Saw this lil stripper bih
From the weekend
Gave her like $7
She ignored me
I laughed to myself
Sumn told me fire up
Cause they bout to arrest
Nah not here
Five minutes later
PO like come here
So she got to talking
The usual spill but
It felt like she was stalling
She ain't even have my file
Man I should've started walking
On the phone with her supervisor
Its been like 50 mins since we talked and
Five minutes later
He came with my stuff
Then like another 15
Police putting me in cuffs
Writer: Jerrick Johnson
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