Call Your Friends

Hmm I been up for three nights tryna plan out my life I been living so wrong, but I just wanna do right It's like I did her so wrong, but wanted her to be my wife Wanna pack up my clothes, my kids are catching some flight They're getting older I never wanted them to know how it feel To come from a broken home My fault, guess I did it all wrong Park the Rolls truck, ain't drove that thing in a minute I don't even know why I bought it, really hate the attention And I said, "It was the look on my mama face when I did it" But really, it was my pride, ready to say it ain't rented Can't get lost in the sauce, caught in money competitions What's the point of an Instagram image when you got millions for real? You really got the millions for real Seven in the morning, my shit buzzing and banging All day my phone ring ever since I been famous Everybody got the perfect scheme to get 'em some paper Tryna make it seem it's best for me and ain't no favor If it wasn't for favors, they'll never call you Sometimes, I need someone to talk to Sometimes, this life can be confusing Call your friends and ask how they're doing I'm cooling, most days I just be cooling Everybody got they own life and they own problems This life's too short for grudges, call 'em To the girl who got my heart, forever open my line To my niggas down the road, one call at a time My phone never ring to see if I'm doing fine Even though, I be so caught up on the grind Could you call me if I ever cross your mind? Do I ever cross your mind? If I ever cross your mind Call me if I ever cross your mind Do I ever cross your mind? If I ever cross your mind Please, call me