Call Me (feat. Christyle & Michael Kure)
Tell you the truth
I can not call it
We seek the knowledge
I remain solid
We from the south
The cream of the harvest
We done acknowledge that we been the target
We live in storage until we could afford it
Look what we started
Owning the city we the black market
Invest in yourself connect them goal and knowing your wealth
Put you on game
Ain't nothing better than loving yourself
Yeah
Cuz when everyone in person act like they been callling yo cell
All is well
Fuck outta here been a few years
Ain't seen you home
Cuz My vision is clear
Hoes hop On any thing that appears
Same as these niggas
Now who do you fear
Yeah
We the pioneers
We tryna get it and you been aware
The soul in the flow and it come with cure
Dont hit my phone when you see me here
Just hit my phone if you really care
I'll be sure put you up to game
long as the blood blue in my vein
I remain true to the game
Pick up the phone dial a real one we can keep in touch if it mean that much shit it's cool If You just aye hip Hop just so Im out tho just I gotta bounce tho just
I can see lights in my hine sight
High beams tryna kill my eye sight
Just Lil mediations whenever I write
Just a lil simulation whenever I vibe
Tryna escape from place that ain't right till dis date
Hold a nigga down they dont want me to escape
Young nigga stand ya ground
Dey might crown you today
Not a game on the ground that you play
Ain't no taimin the sound you create
Dey can't Blame you sound this way
Got ya lane nie it's time for the race
Set a pace but dont Eva use ya breaks
Cus them labels gone be callin a nigga
And If the price aint right
Then my life cant lie in a nigga hands tryna roll the dice snake eyes
Wonder why Im so nice on da mic
Step on necks giving niggas no life
Boy Ain bout to even try comply
If dem muhfuckas act like dey can't
Pick up the phone dial a real one we can keep in touch if it mean that much shit It's cool If you just aye hip Hop just so Im out tho just I gotta bounce tho just
She been ridin wit me since the ringtone
Me on any song is her theme song
Toast to the things wed agree on
And situations we would never speak on
We kept it brief I intended to keep my briefs on
But one thing lead to a bed a pair of legs spread
Body heat sweat her hair was a mess and some sheets in distress
That was one night safe to say it was a fun night
Cuz we continued as long as a saga if it was crime then she was partna
If I was lying Im flying I oughta
Let you know that the Red Bull gave me wings
A energizer when I intervene a interview inside a inner being
Being that Im the guy she calls for d vitamin
Im deep diving in Im healing her so she invites me in
I never did it to excite her friends
But she insisted we enlighten them
That aint my style I aint one of them
It's 1 of me and if you wanting me
The two of us dont need no company
She carried on for a couple weeks I stood the ground I was underneath
I had a taste for the shrimp
And steak she came with me we made it a date
She brought her friend that made a mistake
And now she can't
Pick up the phone dial a real one we can keep in touch if it mean that much shit Its cool If You just aye hip Hop just so Im out tho just I gotta bounce tho just
I can not call it
We seek the knowledge
I remain solid
We from the south
The cream of the harvest
We done acknowledge that we been the target
We live in storage until we could afford it
Look what we started
Owning the city we the black market
Invest in yourself connect them goal and knowing your wealth
Put you on game
Ain't nothing better than loving yourself
Yeah
Cuz when everyone in person act like they been callling yo cell
All is well
Fuck outta here been a few years
Ain't seen you home
Cuz My vision is clear
Hoes hop On any thing that appears
Same as these niggas
Now who do you fear
Yeah
We the pioneers
We tryna get it and you been aware
The soul in the flow and it come with cure
Dont hit my phone when you see me here
Just hit my phone if you really care
I'll be sure put you up to game
long as the blood blue in my vein
I remain true to the game
Pick up the phone dial a real one we can keep in touch if it mean that much shit it's cool If You just aye hip Hop just so Im out tho just I gotta bounce tho just
I can see lights in my hine sight
High beams tryna kill my eye sight
Just Lil mediations whenever I write
Just a lil simulation whenever I vibe
Tryna escape from place that ain't right till dis date
Hold a nigga down they dont want me to escape
Young nigga stand ya ground
Dey might crown you today
Not a game on the ground that you play
Ain't no taimin the sound you create
Dey can't Blame you sound this way
Got ya lane nie it's time for the race
Set a pace but dont Eva use ya breaks
Cus them labels gone be callin a nigga
And If the price aint right
Then my life cant lie in a nigga hands tryna roll the dice snake eyes
Wonder why Im so nice on da mic
Step on necks giving niggas no life
Boy Ain bout to even try comply
If dem muhfuckas act like dey can't
Pick up the phone dial a real one we can keep in touch if it mean that much shit It's cool If you just aye hip Hop just so Im out tho just I gotta bounce tho just
She been ridin wit me since the ringtone
Me on any song is her theme song
Toast to the things wed agree on
And situations we would never speak on
We kept it brief I intended to keep my briefs on
But one thing lead to a bed a pair of legs spread
Body heat sweat her hair was a mess and some sheets in distress
That was one night safe to say it was a fun night
Cuz we continued as long as a saga if it was crime then she was partna
If I was lying Im flying I oughta
Let you know that the Red Bull gave me wings
A energizer when I intervene a interview inside a inner being
Being that Im the guy she calls for d vitamin
Im deep diving in Im healing her so she invites me in
I never did it to excite her friends
But she insisted we enlighten them
That aint my style I aint one of them
It's 1 of me and if you wanting me
The two of us dont need no company
She carried on for a couple weeks I stood the ground I was underneath
I had a taste for the shrimp
And steak she came with me we made it a date
She brought her friend that made a mistake
And now she can't
Pick up the phone dial a real one we can keep in touch if it mean that much shit Its cool If You just aye hip Hop just so Im out tho just I gotta bounce tho just
Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Brady
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