Call Me

I'll be a superstar
Rising higher, further than stars
& no we can't take foreign cars
Cause it's no gas stations on mars
But the road I've chosen is hard
Many bowed out of it with scars
But not I cause I'm determined to show n that Ju got bars
Cause I'm, iller than patients, killed n with patience
They been waiting on me, got n impatient
I just had to get this lil edu-ma-cation
Never complacent, til we up out the basement
You'll see me on them big screens in time square
Or one day you may catch me out promoting my newly endorsed Nike airs
Country to country, jet to a lear, from here to there you'll see me everywhere
Not in city gear, but decked out in expensive wear
& attendance to events is very rare
I say meet you there, but I was never there
Then you hit me up like, n, you at where
Um, turn around maybe I'm over there, but if I ain't, then check in the air
Cause I'm flyer than a lear
One in a million like Aaliyah
W-W-We just rock the boat
Switch positions to the stroke
Balanced the bars & the, beat like a Libra
You see you can't see me cause I'll be the greatest like Sia

I put that on my mama, yea
I put that on my dad, yea
I promise imma make it baby
Imma make up for the bad

I put that on my mama, yea
(I put that on my mama)
I put that on my dad, yea
(I put that on my papa)
I promise imma make it baby
(Imma make it)
Imma make up for the bad
(& imma bring home a bag)

So I fucked up in the past
We ain't got to bring that back
Get into it, it don't last
You be quick to make me laugh
If I ever ask for cash, that's my biggest regret
Can't wait til I give y'all a check
No stress, I'm next, I won't forget them days I got through my test
Them days ain't feel like my best
Too much that I'm worried about, can't tell y'all everything that's on my chest
If I did, I hope you'll listen
Proud I got a pot to piss in
I'm just saying I just gotta get it no matter what the limit is
Know y'all gon be proud when I finished and I put that on my mama

I put that on my mama, yea
(I put that on my mama)
I put that on my dad, yea
(I put that on my papa)
I promise imma make it baby
(Imma make it)
Imma make up for the bad
(& imma bring home a bag)

I put that on my mama, yea
(I put that on my mama)
I put that on my dad, yea
(I put that on my papa)
I promise imma make it baby
(Imma make it)
Imma make up for the bad
(& imma bring home a bag)



Credits
Writer(s): Julius Leroy Davis Jr
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