Come Through (feat. Garrett Mahoney)
I'm counting down 'til you give up on me
It can't be long now, can it be, oh
I don't know what to do no more, I know
It's too late for second chances
Too late for me but
I'm desperate, oh
I'm callin' for you
Callin' for you
Will you come through?
Do you want to?
I'm callin' for you
Callin' for you
Don't know what to do
Nothing left to lose
Tell me what's the use
Yeah
Doors all locked
Wasn't in the hood, but the hood's in pops
I was poppin' shots in the driveway
He was poppin' things in his mouth that he copped at the drop
Yeah
Silly little me
How am I supposed to know my brother 'bout to OD
Knockin' on the win', I was tryna let him in
But I can't do that, that's a stolen TV
Dressed up, catholic school
Dad doin' things that they told me don't do
Come on what you mean, teach'
I'm ridin' with the team
Make lil' grove Garrett wanna do this stuff too
Blank thoughts
What do I see
Talkin' on the phone like "hermano aqui"
Hopped up in the whip
He's like "drive this here"
I'm like "yo dawg I don't got a photo I.D."
Hey lil' Garrett you got 20 on you?
I know you got some type of money on you
I'm like dawg I'm only dozen, 12
You should start worrying more about duckin' 12
Man, they came by the household the other day
They was holdin' warrants
But you M.I.A
I got the drop on your loc'
I should give it to 'em
Get my Playstation back
Man I'm finna do it
But I never did it I could never tell
Sayin' nothing was my said it well
But sayin' nothing wasn't helping anybody
Stay off the pills and the fentanyl
And look where that got us man
Where you at?
Always traveling to the pen and back
Then the last time, that was the last time
I ain't seen you since you got out then relapsed
Don't know the streets I'm walking through
Got me feeling so confused
Tryna find a way to you
A way to you
I'm callin' for you
Callin' for you
Will you come through?
Do you want to?
I'm callin' for you
Callin' for you
Don't know what to do
Nothing left to lose
Tell me what's the use
Walking these streets
Nobody knows me
But looking at you
Walking beside me
Finally feeling
Like I'm done with the searching
I don't wanna think about a second more without you
It can't be long now, can it be, oh
I don't know what to do no more, I know
It's too late for second chances
Too late for me but
I'm desperate, oh
I'm callin' for you
Callin' for you
Will you come through?
Do you want to?
I'm callin' for you
Callin' for you
Don't know what to do
Nothing left to lose
Tell me what's the use
Yeah
Doors all locked
Wasn't in the hood, but the hood's in pops
I was poppin' shots in the driveway
He was poppin' things in his mouth that he copped at the drop
Yeah
Silly little me
How am I supposed to know my brother 'bout to OD
Knockin' on the win', I was tryna let him in
But I can't do that, that's a stolen TV
Dressed up, catholic school
Dad doin' things that they told me don't do
Come on what you mean, teach'
I'm ridin' with the team
Make lil' grove Garrett wanna do this stuff too
Blank thoughts
What do I see
Talkin' on the phone like "hermano aqui"
Hopped up in the whip
He's like "drive this here"
I'm like "yo dawg I don't got a photo I.D."
Hey lil' Garrett you got 20 on you?
I know you got some type of money on you
I'm like dawg I'm only dozen, 12
You should start worrying more about duckin' 12
Man, they came by the household the other day
They was holdin' warrants
But you M.I.A
I got the drop on your loc'
I should give it to 'em
Get my Playstation back
Man I'm finna do it
But I never did it I could never tell
Sayin' nothing was my said it well
But sayin' nothing wasn't helping anybody
Stay off the pills and the fentanyl
And look where that got us man
Where you at?
Always traveling to the pen and back
Then the last time, that was the last time
I ain't seen you since you got out then relapsed
Don't know the streets I'm walking through
Got me feeling so confused
Tryna find a way to you
A way to you
I'm callin' for you
Callin' for you
Will you come through?
Do you want to?
I'm callin' for you
Callin' for you
Don't know what to do
Nothing left to lose
Tell me what's the use
Walking these streets
Nobody knows me
But looking at you
Walking beside me
Finally feeling
Like I'm done with the searching
I don't wanna think about a second more without you
Credits
Writer(s): Liz Morris
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