Lil Loaded – Cell Tales (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Lil Loaded drops the music video for the new song, “Cell Tales”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download.

Lil Loaded Cell Tales

It’s officially been a year since the untimely passing of Lil Loaded. The budding star was on pace to becoming one of the hottest new artists after releasing projects like Criptape and A Demon In 6lue.

His estate has released Loaded’s first posthumous single to commemorate the anniversary of his death titled, “Cell Tales.” The melancholic record explores the vulnerability in Loaded’s music as he reflects on pain and loneliness.

“As we come to the end of mental health awareness month, I wanted to share a new song from Lil Loaded,” the rapper’s mother said in a statement. “I appreciate all his fans for the love that you gave to my baby boy and I know we all miss him very much. As we approach the first anniversary of his passing, I want to shed light and send love to those who are suffering quietly as well as their loved ones. Please know that mental health awareness is so real and so important.”

Lil Loaded – Cell Tales

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Lyrics

[Intro]
All alone, all
All alone
All alone

[Chorus]
Ayy, look
I was in that cell, all alone
Nigga, I’ma hog the phone
Tryna see what Harlem home
Free the guys ’til the ballers home
I made so many calls, for not one of ’em to talk to me (They ain’t talk)
Fresh shower back at home (What?)
I had to get jail smell off of me
My brother spirit in me (What?)
I know B-Doggs walk with me
You ain’t walk up in them trenches, you can’t ride in that droptop with me

[Verse 1]
Hear no evil, speak no evil (No evil)
Close my eye, can’t see no evil (Can’t see)
But that ain’t the truth, I close my eyes and I can see them demons
Million dollar jeans, up in my nut, know she can hide to see me
He said he got some knock me off the block, then you better bring it (Grrah)
I’on smoke my opps, they mid’ , dyin’ with that Glock again (Grr, bah)
Hit him all up in his body, bet his ass won’t smile again (Won’t smile again)
Vegetarian shit, broccoli
Hit ’em with that Glockie heat (Brr)
If you ain’t on go, just like me (Just like me)
Nigga, you can’t rock with me
I’m on the go with all the real niggas (The real niggas)
Locked in with real hitters (Them real hitters)
Say I promote violence but I’m stylin’ with no stylist, ayy (No cap)
Always profilin’, wildin’, hop out, get ’em blind (Grrr)
The diamonds shinin’, everywhere I go

[Chorus]
Ayy, look (B)
I was in that cell, all alone (All alone)
Nigga, I’ma hold the phone (Hold the phone)
Tryna see what Harlem home
Free the guys ’til the ballers home
I made so many calls, for not one of ’em to talk to me (They ain’t talk)
Fresh shower back at home (What?)
I had to get jail smell off of me
My brother spirit in me (What?)
I know B-Doggs walk with me
You ain’t walk up in them trenches, you can’t ride in that droptop with me

[Verse 2]
They left me at rock bottom
They thought I was stuck, I got ’em (Got ’em)
I ain’t have a thing, they ain’ help me climb up
They won’t get to see them commas (Them commas)
She won’t get rich off of me, so baby, I’ma wear a condom (Wear a condom)
Nigga can’t talk shit to me ’cause, nigga, I’m the top shotta (Grrah)
We go block on block, block ’em
ARP, gon’ body rock (Gon’ body rock)
Ten to four, I bet my last on it (Last, last on it)
Big blue bad, won’t brag on ’em (Brag on ’em)
Rolling game, my last name, I stand on
Won’t put my hands on ’em (What?)
Get ’em gone, put they bread on me (Bread on me)

[Chorus]
Ayy, look
I was in that cell, all alone (All alone)
Nigga, I’ma hog the phone (Hold the phone)
Tryna see what Harlem home
Free the guys ’til the ballers home (The ballers home)
I made so many calls, for not one of ’em to talk to me (They ain’t talk)
Fresh shower back at home (What?)
I had to get jail smell off of me
My brother spirit in me (What?)
I know B-Doggs walk with me
You ain’t walk up in them trenches, you can’t ride in that droptop with me