Can't Call It (feat. J. Cole, Bas, EARTHGANG & J.I.D)

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"

Miseducated, unemployed
Get deployed in a week
Them snatch my body and my soul was exploited for free
Now occupations getting sold, shipped and soul overseas
Can't trust nobody like they know to make sure I'm gone eat
All I see is distractions, distractions
My life just keep flashing and I'm flashing blue lights
Get behind you and your little blood pressure start to climate up
My ns be speaking and spirit schooling me on time
And I went to sleep thinking them caves with spiders on my eyelids
So what you know 'bout shining?
Lord I've been dancing for days, Hell I'm still shaking off slave
Beneath and dipped in diamonds
She claim my beats (?) then I can't leave her for one moment
Really I be (?)
Of life and I still be trying to make sense of that jibber jabber
You right, I can tie this 'round my neck, floating up that corporate ladder
The weather, the lever matter, or realistic I'd rather be up misfed
We get it cracking, we (?) mechanic actions
But I can't call it
Heavy duty, Hell on Earth
We've been feeling Heavens duties
Even with these demons on us
Journey deep into atonement
Through the edges of my mind
I cannot give you my mind state
That st like going on blind dates
I don't know how that bh look
I could've been took
I'm keeping the vine fate
Follow the lines straight, and narrow
Never been one of my fine traits
I just been living the road, I don't got no home
I cannot define safe, 'rounding the bases I live in the times
Few of my ns is running it with me
We've been surviving and keeping alive
Thank you God, God is great
Give me a pond, now lakes a (?)
Look at the water inside your eyes
You have been stuck in a blind state
Most of us out here just nickel and dime
Cook up a trip of the crime rate
But that's by design and we never snooze
Now I'm so awake, come step in my shoes na
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

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"

So far I done, so far I done
So far I done managed to take advantage
I set a goal and of course it didn't take off like how I planned it
Granted I want the globe and the planet where my hands is
Granted, I'm on my toes and I'm sick of standing
Sick of the bicker back and forth
The lifted pitch inside your voice
Cause I can't afford a picket fence and a Porsche
If I get in a pickle, I pull the pistol out my shorts
Payback on the py boy, so give me mines and give me yours
Give me time and let me finish the design of method
Any na lying, I step it
Point me in the wrong direction, digging in the mind connecting
Everything I ever seen, ever done, never was trying to set the gas in the fire
I prepped it
Walking in st that I stepped in
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"

Activated "activated"
Native language, middle finger
How ironic? "how ironic? how ironic?"
What it take to get it when you know you got it?
How you operating when you know your calling?
Glad he raised me cause I know my papa wasn't sober often
I ain't judging, I get high
Now I'm the best to break out and lead 285
Sticking my chest out, putting my deuce up
Loosing respect for the one's you like
Back in Georgia we whip it slow
Get pulled over and you could die
Fk the bt, fk the cool st
Grab the burner, let's use our rights
Let's get rid of these fools tonight
What a decision, what a commitment, what a (?) when you decide
Pop the moonroof, ain't your voodoo
Hit the crib, get danky coo coo
Certified I could lead the new school
Word to Tribe, whole team is Zulu
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"