What you know about
Being raised in the hood
In a two bedroom
Only two beds, so it's never no room
3 brothers on the floor
2 on the couch by the door
And when it get hot
Put the fan in the window (Aye)
50 cent for a scraper
To the candy lady
Duckin the cops
Tryin not to get caught by Grady
Polk County Sheriff
Really ain't a such thang as marriage
K-I-S-S-I-N-G then comes the baby
With no baby carriage
Just a baby daddy or a baby moms
Hoes get tired of these niggas
Now the baby got two moms
Aye who am I to judge
If you fight'em and he lose
He gone hold a grudge
Most of us have dreams
But most don't budge
Mostly the ones that budge
Fall victim to drugs
Crazy world
Or should I say crazy people
She f*ck more than one dude
She considered a eater
If a dude do the same
He that dude to people
We teach girls to get married
But we don't teach dudes
We teach dudes to f*ck hoes
If he don't he not cool
Now he skippin school
Gripping a tool
All over his first shot of
Pussy in the bathroom stool (Veeh)
Let me bring yall to
The world I live
Surviving another day
Trying not get killed
Ain't no food on my plate
Oh girls said her period late
If I hit this lick
It'll change my fate
Or end up in jail
That'll be a epic fail
Tell Mama I love her
And can she pay my bail
But if she can't
Can she send me some mail
And if all else fails
I'ma sing this behind my cell
Just sitting here
Thinking bout
How life will be
If I don't make it out
So I gotta do
What I got to
Get on my grown man ish
And forget about you
Aye that's how it be
Aye it's not you its me
Aye I'm finna pack my bags
Just gimme my keys
You think you finna leave
All yo shit a be bleached
And tell that other bitch
She can have yo skeet nigga
Now that's cause and effect
I think cause we love
The ones we affect
Then we effect the love
That we caused and
It's too hard to regret
If you black you
Always a suspect
Asking me about something
I'ma think you suspect
Yo you lookin too hard
I think buddy suspect
And I don't care how you feel
Just gimme my respect
Bet, okay, capeesh
Free all my dogs
F*ck a leash
Scream loud if Trump need to be impeached
Yeah I am the Real Spill
And I spill real tea
This a bop
And you can bet me
Don't worry bout being a square
Look at Betty
Yeah I am steady climbing
Cause I am steady
I will never let a person
Take away my dignity Veeh
Let me bring yall to
The world I live
Surviving another day
Trying not get killed
Ain't no food on my plate
Oh girls said her period late
If I hit this lick
It could change my fate
Or end up in jail
That would be a epic fail
Tell Mama I love her
And can she pay my bail
But if she can't
Can she send me some mail
And if all else fails
I'ma sing this behind my cell
Veeh Lil'monsterpull - Behind My Cell Lyrics
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English
What you know about
Being raised in the hood
In a two bedroom
Only two beds, so it's never no room
3 brothers on the floor
2 on the couch by the door
And when it get hot
Put the fan in the window (Aye)
50 cent for a scraper
To the candy lady
Duckin the cops
Tryin not to get caught by Grady
Polk County Sheriff
Really ain't a such thang as marriage
K-I-S-S-I-N-G then comes the baby
With no baby carriage
Just a baby daddy or a baby moms
Hoes get tired of these niggas
Now the baby got two moms
Aye who am I to judge
If you fight'em and he lose
He gone hold a grudge
Most of us have dreams
But most don't budge
Mostly the ones that budge
Fall victim to drugs
Crazy world
Or should I say crazy people
She f*ck more than one dude
She considered a eater
If a dude do the same
He that dude to people
We teach girls to get married
But we don't teach dudes
We teach dudes to f*ck hoes
If he don't he not cool
Now he skippin school
Gripping a tool
All over his first shot of
Pussy in the bathroom stool (Veeh)
Let me bring yall to
The world I live
Surviving another day
Trying not get killed
Ain't no food on my plate
Oh girls said her period late
If I hit this lick
It'll change my fate
Or end up in jail
That'll be a epic fail
Tell Mama I love her
And can she pay my bail
But if she can't
Can she send me some mail
And if all else fails
I'ma sing this behind my cell
Just sitting here
Thinking bout
How life will be
If I don't make it out
So I gotta do
What I got to
Get on my grown man ish
And forget about you
Aye that's how it be
Aye it's not you its me
Aye I'm finna pack my bags
Just gimme my keys
You think you finna leave
All yo shit a be bleached
And tell that other bitch
She can have yo skeet nigga
Now that's cause and effect
I think cause we love
The ones we affect
Then we effect the love
That we caused and
It's too hard to regret
If you black you
Always a suspect
Asking me about something
I'ma think you suspect
Yo you lookin too hard
I think buddy suspect
And I don't care how you feel
Just gimme my respect
Bet, okay, capeesh
Free all my dogs
F*ck a leash
Scream loud if Trump need to be impeached
Yeah I am the Real Spill
And I spill real tea
This a bop
And you can bet me
Don't worry bout being a square
Look at Betty
Yeah I am steady climbing
Cause I am steady
I will never let a person
Take away my dignity Veeh
Let me bring yall to
The world I live
Surviving another day
Trying not get killed
Ain't no food on my plate
Oh girls said her period late
If I hit this lick
It could change my fate
Or end up in jail
That would be a epic fail
Tell Mama I love her
And can she pay my bail
But if she can't
Can she send me some mail
And if all else fails
I'ma sing this behind my cell
Being raised in the hood
In a two bedroom
Only two beds, so it's never no room
3 brothers on the floor
2 on the couch by the door
And when it get hot
Put the fan in the window (Aye)
50 cent for a scraper
To the candy lady
Duckin the cops
Tryin not to get caught by Grady
Polk County Sheriff
Really ain't a such thang as marriage
K-I-S-S-I-N-G then comes the baby
With no baby carriage
Just a baby daddy or a baby moms
Hoes get tired of these niggas
Now the baby got two moms
Aye who am I to judge
If you fight'em and he lose
He gone hold a grudge
Most of us have dreams
But most don't budge
Mostly the ones that budge
Fall victim to drugs
Crazy world
Or should I say crazy people
She f*ck more than one dude
She considered a eater
If a dude do the same
He that dude to people
We teach girls to get married
But we don't teach dudes
We teach dudes to f*ck hoes
If he don't he not cool
Now he skippin school
Gripping a tool
All over his first shot of
Pussy in the bathroom stool (Veeh)
Let me bring yall to
The world I live
Surviving another day
Trying not get killed
Ain't no food on my plate
Oh girls said her period late
If I hit this lick
It'll change my fate
Or end up in jail
That'll be a epic fail
Tell Mama I love her
And can she pay my bail
But if she can't
Can she send me some mail
And if all else fails
I'ma sing this behind my cell
Just sitting here
Thinking bout
How life will be
If I don't make it out
So I gotta do
What I got to
Get on my grown man ish
And forget about you
Aye that's how it be
Aye it's not you its me
Aye I'm finna pack my bags
Just gimme my keys
You think you finna leave
All yo shit a be bleached
And tell that other bitch
She can have yo skeet nigga
Now that's cause and effect
I think cause we love
The ones we affect
Then we effect the love
That we caused and
It's too hard to regret
If you black you
Always a suspect
Asking me about something
I'ma think you suspect
Yo you lookin too hard
I think buddy suspect
And I don't care how you feel
Just gimme my respect
Bet, okay, capeesh
Free all my dogs
F*ck a leash
Scream loud if Trump need to be impeached
Yeah I am the Real Spill
And I spill real tea
This a bop
And you can bet me
Don't worry bout being a square
Look at Betty
Yeah I am steady climbing
Cause I am steady
I will never let a person
Take away my dignity Veeh
Let me bring yall to
The world I live
Surviving another day
Trying not get killed
Ain't no food on my plate
Oh girls said her period late
If I hit this lick
It could change my fate
Or end up in jail
That would be a epic fail
Tell Mama I love her
And can she pay my bail
But if she can't
Can she send me some mail
And if all else fails
I'ma sing this behind my cell
Writer: Vincent Summers
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