Call Back

I made that girl mad, I forgot to call back

She sent the text, "Where the fuck is you at?"

Quit changin' your mind, now I'm makin' these racks

Soon as I get this paper, I'm bringin' it back

I did a show and I'm takin' it back

I done fucked up some ****, I took the lil' bag

Run that shit up and don't live with lil' bae

Fuck on that ho, I know feelings are dead

Fuck on that ho, with no feelings attached

She wanna eat on my dick in the Benz

Hunnids on me, I got money to spend

If it ain't 'bout the guap, then I can't come from here

Couldn't make this up, and I couldn't pretend

After I nut, she be gone like the wind

Probably ain't never gon' fuck her again

I'm just tryna dive in, can you muhfuckin' dig it?

Get head to toe, I just had to go big

I just robbed a ****, show him my black FN

I done lost so much, now it's time for the win

**** tired of bein' paid, couldn't eat right then

Got money, got guns, got cars and shit

Got hoes, got house, got all this shit

I keep a pocket full of dead presidents

We ain't never need a **** help for shit

I made that girl mad, I forgot to call back

She sent the text, "Where the fuck is you at?"

And I'm thinkin' like, "What type of question is that?"

And I found out she crazy, the two of you match

I gave you my heart, but I'm takin' it back

We ain't duckin' no war, we got too many straps

Ridin', we're pimpin' a four with a Uzi

We do the whole dash, and I know we gon' lose it

If we ride, they die, you gon' die with 'em, too

We gon' get the whole crew, we ain't pickin' and choosin'

Somebody shoot 'em, I'm a real G, I don't beef on computers

Whenever it's smoke, man, I'm sittin' in the studio

Layin' airtight, stacks movin', yeah, yeah, better stop, then wait

I remember 3rd Street Atlee, sittin' on the bench when they speak

'Cause no one of 'em play, and if a **** get hungry, we eat in your face

Pray out to Lord we beatin' the case

I got a whole lot of shit on my plate

Fuck, we wiped that boy nose, we gon' wipe out the safe

Murder for hire, ain't nobody safe

I got blood in my eyes, and I'm losin' my faith

I be gettin' so high, we forgettin' to pray

Got permanent scars and they won't go away

Thankin' the Lord for my plug in L.A.

I keep the Carver right next to where I lay

I'm thankful for the days when I walked through the rain

'Cause that made me the man who I am today

I got that bag, ran away

I kick that bitch out and she wanted to stay

I'ma go buy a watch, and then flood out the face

They thought I was stuck, I was goin' through a phase

I can't believe these **** that call me up, the shit they did done hurt me

Some of my favorite people, they tried to treat me like I was worthless

But ain't no love lost, just want you to know, dawg, I've been workin'

I was talkin' to God on the daily, but I don't never think He heard me