Roll Call (feat. Trae tha Truth)

Just got off the phone with my nigger Smithy Shit too real back home. real This for my niggers here, hold your head I know shit rough but nigger we don't give up We don't get mad nigger, we just get tough We just get right nigger, we don't get left Fuck what they said, Cause what we learned coming up You can't teach that shit Like dealer nigger blows but we eat that shit This one here's for my brothers we gonna beat that shit Now, i say my prayers I got, too many people in my head right now So many that's in jail, or they're dead right now One time for my nigger crag right now He in the feds, damn the times change And these stupid niggers talking 'bout crime pays You can keep that shit, i just made a million Call me when reach that shit I ain't bragging, i'm just shedding some light One time for my granny up would happen tonight And a young boy from a show down in hampton Told me that my song was the reason he beat cancer Didn't know what to say, i just froze Little too deep i suppose But after a year of review I figured it out it wasn't me It was you nigger, congratulations.