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Jail Time chords and lyrics - NOCAP

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[Verse 1]
[F](KimJ with the heat
[Am]XTT produced [F]that
[Am]one)
Yeah

[Verse 2]
My niggas didn't [Am]die broke
but it [F]ain't make sense
My head high doin' jail time
Them niggas turned,
I was [Am]only a couple days in
I know not to call 'em next time
I questioned devils, won't [F]ask again
Tryna make a billion on accident
Old money, I want no new [Em]friends
[Am]Won't get a chance to come
and hurt me again
Pain still the same, it get [F]no better
I keep seein' blood on my
Margielas, ayy
'Lot of niggas 'round
me but I'm still [Am]lonely
Know I'm God sent,
you can smell it on me

[Verse 3]
And I still shine without [F]the sun on me
First day outta jail, had a gun on me
Only way to beat me is make me stop
[Am]breathin' or put the police on me
I'm a successful young nigga
but I ain't scared [F]to risk it
Make them boys spin on
your block 'til they dizzy
Driver no show
[Am]Got them racks in the cup
holder
I'm countin' money for the niggas
that's gone
I'm countin' money [F]for
the niggas that's here
I can't let 'em do me like
youngin, I know how it is
I knew the good die [Am]young right when
Ceelo got killed
Every time I speak about that shit,
my whole body get chills
So many times I remem[F]ber tellin' dude,
"Chill"
Paramedics put the blanket on him
I look in Slim mama's [Am]eyes,
I don't know how she feel
I know she hurt,
she just play like she stronger
Low with the [F]hoodie on slidin'
like I'm Highbridge
Got more style than my stylist
When I was talkin', they ain't listen
Pain [Em]is my wit[Am]ness
The pastor probably wanna kill
me, I'm in church with my pistol
I just talked to John Wall,
[F]he say his mama died
I guess ballin' don't mean nothin'
He was askin' 'bout my court [Am]date
I told him, "Ballin' don't
mean nothin'"
Before I go to [F]sleep,
I hit my knees and I pray
Protect me from police and keep
them demons away
I don't care what I see, [Am]Lord,
[Em]just let [Am]me see today
[F]For them [Am]to free Draco,
I'd do whatever that it takes, yeah
My niggas didn't [F]die broke [Am]but it

[Verse 4]
ain't make sense
[F]My head high doin' jai[Am]l time
Them niggas turned,
I was only a couple days in
I [C]know not [Am]to call 'em next time
I questioned [Em]devils, [Am]won't ask [F]again
Tryna make a billion [Am]on accident
Old money, I [F]want no new friends
Won't [Em]get a chance [Am]to
come an[Em]d hurt me [Am]again
Pain still the same, it get no [Am]better
I keep [F]seein' blood [F]on my
Margielas, ayy
'Lot of niggas 'round
me but I'm still [F]lonely
[Am]Know I'm God sent, you can smell it on me
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