Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Vocals
J. Cole
J. Cole
Vocals
EARTHGANG
EARTHGANG
Vocals
JID
JID
Vocals
Piero Piccioni
Piero Piccioni
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Songwriter
Doctor Dot
Doctor Dot
Songwriter
Hollywood JB
Hollywood JB
Songwriter
J. Cole
J. Cole
Songwriter
Johnny Venus
Johnny Venus
Songwriter
Piero Piccioni
Piero Piccioni
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hollywood JB
Hollywood JB
Producer

Lyrics

Can't call it, can't call it I never came from deep pockets Why can't I make a deposit? Can't call it, uh, can't call it Yeah, can't call it, I can't call it I never came from deep pockets Why can't I make a deposit? Can't call it, yeah, I can't call it Oh, I had so many days of crying Oh, I had so many days of pain Have you ever been as sad as I am? Lord, I ask if anything would change? I can see the future that we're heading I would say it's better not to tell If it's anything like this in Heaven Maybe I'd be better off in hell (Better off in hell) Tables do turn and labels do burn, the second they ask you to sell your soul Don't you do it, don't you fold, say "Fuck that shit" and be bold Cause all them stories you told on records worth more than gold And if you never go gold again, at least you will know The end of your road was chose by you and not companies Who control our remote control and hide the truth on my no But don't mind me, I'm just high again, smokin' weed to get by again No, actually I'm lyin' cause smokin' it got me smilin' And rhyming like I rhyme, way back when I would play the violin Thought that shit wasn't cool, momma sorry, I just stopped tryin' it Paid for your house in hopes there'd be no more reason for cryin' That shows you how stupid I am, cause niggas is out here dying From police that flash the siren and pull up and just start firin' Niggas murkin' each other, in murky water I try and swim How the fuck do I look when I brag to you about some diamond? Said all that I could say, now I play with thoughts of retirement Oh, I had so many days of crying Oh, I had so many days of pain Have you ever been as sad as I am? Lord, I ask if anything would change? I can see the future that we're heading I would say it's better not to tell If it's anything like this in Heaven Maybe I'd be better off in hell (Better off in hell) Can't call it, can't call it I never came from deep pockets Why can't I make a deposit? Can't call it, uh, can't call it Yeah, can't call it, I can't call it I never came from deep pockets Why can't I make a deposit? Can't call it, yeah, I can't call it
Writer(s): Gian Piero Piccioni, Jermaine L. Cole, Olu O. Fann, Eian Undrai Parker, Justin Bryant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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