Mayday

You could've came right back home When I called you, when I called you up You could've came right back home When I told you, when I told you love Even though I let you go You still should've called my phone Save me a couple of slices, I like my Henny with ice (yeah, you know how I like it) I been out hustling right, getting that money all night yeah Somebody tried me today, I let that bitch get away I'm feeling like money today, but that shit won't happen again Can't be doing the same old, same old things (same old things) And be expecting some kind of, kind of change (kind of change) My mama's got different, different dreams (for me) But Imma keep writing, riding waves (that's why He made me, that's why He made me) You could've came right back home When I called you, when I called you up You could've came right back home When I told you, when I told you love Even though I let you go You still should've called my phone All I need is my pen and some paper Been serving that ice like a waiter You know how it is, straight facts now I bring it so heavy, no light now