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Toosii - Calls [Lyrics]
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Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toosii
Toosii
Vocals
Nashi
Nashi
Programming
RAN
RAN
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edgar Bustos
Edgar Bustos
Songwriter
Randy De Boer
Randy De Boer
Songwriter
Naujour Grainger
Naujour Grainger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Toosii
Toosii
Engineer
Nashi
Nashi
Producer
RAN
RAN
Producer
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Testi

You knowing that shit kinda be hard when you When your loved ones behind that (Ayo, Nashi, you go crazy) Them bars, you know, behind that cell Or in them walls and shit like that (Ayo, Ran, turn that up) and you can't do nothing That shit hurt Sitting here on the outside I could only imagine how you feeling We came up over drugs my nigga, uh You in love with dope dealing, yeah And I gotta make this phonecall, oh To let you know that I'm with it, yeah I just gotta let you know that I'm here with you Even though a nigga can't be there with you, uh Calls from the inside, yeah, oh, yeah Call me and I'll slide, ayy, oh Judge just gave bail, twenty-five to life, uh Shit, I could die tonight I don't know if a nigga wanna take my life Just one call, it could make my night I wanna hear your voice, uh From the outside too, 'cause them inside calls ain't what it is, bro Lame nigga wanna snake me, then turn around and call me his bro Shit, I know that you won't do that, nigga Heard them stories how you shoot at niggas And shit, I believe you, but if it's 12 asking, I don't believe none My youngin' in the cell right now, said that he wanna be somethin' They tried to tell us that we couldn't do it But stop and look at what I've become I did this shit for the projects My stepdaddy got it off the Pyrex, said he like it when I flex My sister more gangster than all of these niggas She done did more time than your watch did Gotta make sure you get you a phone on the inside So you can watch it when I'm bad Sitting here on the outside I could only imagine how you feeling We came up over drugs, my nigga, uh You in love with dope dealing, yeah And I gotta make this phonecall, oh To let you know that I'm with it, yeah I just gotta let you know that I'm here with you Even though a nigga can't be there with you, uh Calls from the inside, yeah, oh, yeah Call me and I'll slide, ayy, oh
Writer(s): Naujour Lazier Grainger, Edgar Bustos, Randy De Boer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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