"Heartbreak From Cell 210" lyrics
Why? Why?
Oh-oh, why? Why?
You did me in the worst way, dissed me on my birthday
Got my heart so frozen on this road, I need a first date
It was on a Monday, flew out to my birthplace
Fucked another nigga in my city and left on Thursday
I was so heartbroken, dog, I had to skrrt to you
I gave you three years of my life, bitch, and you was thirsty
I feel like you cursed me in such a perverse way
Should've seen the devil in your eyes in our first date, ah
Sittin' in my whip, talkin' to myself, I feel so stupid, dog
How the fuck I let you trick me into thinkin' you was squad?
Need to focus on myself before I start to lose it, dog
When you lose the bitch you love, you feel like you gon' lose it all
Oh, oh, oh, oh
All I tried to do is get this money and then ball with you
I done had some bitches when I was in prison, they let my dog get 'em
Gotta crop 'em out the frame now, 'cause this a small picture
All bitches, young bitches, old bitches, tall bitches
All they want is all riches, probably let my brother hit it
Fuck about your BBL and titties if I ain't fuckin' with it
If you don't come with loyalty these days, then I ain't fuckin' with it
Youngin watchin' my brother Jay touch about a hundred-fifty
But wanna show me all the ropes, so tried to keep my gun here with me
Cryin' tatted tears all on my heart, I put a bucket in it
Prison calls, I ain't callin', shawty, bitch, I'm thuggin' in here
You all on my mind, you up there runnin' in there
Lil' niggas watchin' out for cops, just tryna run up in here
And all I had was heart for you, but you left nothin' in there
How much is it fucked up?
Niggas and these hoes be the same and they want me to fail
Stabbin' through the fire and the flame, it's like walkin' through hell
Yeah, okay
I done left for me to toast, getting through on either coast
Brodie had a jail for my cell, I sent him a vehicle
Told him get on his feet, I sent fifty-thousand and get it to him
My son growin' up fast and I ain't there to put the gear to him
Hurt my heart behind that visit glass when I be speakin' to him
Operator talkin' over stories that I'm readin' to him
I can't even get it worried, but I swear this shit is hurtin' me
Oh-oh, why? Why?
You did me in the worst way, dissed me on my birthday
Got my heart so frozen on this road, I need a first date
It was on a Monday, flew out to my birthplace
Fucked another nigga in my city and left on Thursday
I was so heartbroken, dog, I had to skrrt to you
I gave you three years of my life, bitch, and you was thirsty
I feel like you cursed me in such a perverse way
Should've seen the devil in your eyes in our first date, ah
Sittin' in my whip, talkin' to myself, I feel so stupid, dog
How the fuck I let you trick me into thinkin' you was squad?
Need to focus on myself before I start to lose it, dog
When you lose the bitch you love, you feel like you gon' lose it all
Oh, oh, oh, oh
All I tried to do is get this money and then ball with you
I done had some bitches when I was in prison, they let my dog get 'em
Gotta crop 'em out the frame now, 'cause this a small picture
All bitches, young bitches, old bitches, tall bitches
All they want is all riches, probably let my brother hit it
Fuck about your BBL and titties if I ain't fuckin' with it
If you don't come with loyalty these days, then I ain't fuckin' with it
Youngin watchin' my brother Jay touch about a hundred-fifty
But wanna show me all the ropes, so tried to keep my gun here with me
Cryin' tatted tears all on my heart, I put a bucket in it
Prison calls, I ain't callin', shawty, bitch, I'm thuggin' in here
You all on my mind, you up there runnin' in there
Lil' niggas watchin' out for cops, just tryna run up in here
And all I had was heart for you, but you left nothin' in there
How much is it fucked up?
Niggas and these hoes be the same and they want me to fail
Stabbin' through the fire and the flame, it's like walkin' through hell
Yeah, okay
I done left for me to toast, getting through on either coast
Brodie had a jail for my cell, I sent him a vehicle
Told him get on his feet, I sent fifty-thousand and get it to him
My son growin' up fast and I ain't there to put the gear to him
Hurt my heart behind that visit glass when I be speakin' to him
Operator talkin' over stories that I'm readin' to him
I can't even get it worried, but I swear this shit is hurtin' me
