Who's Calling Me

Enough with the small shit
Late to work and shit
As always
Ay it's my boy frShBtz

Enough with the small shit
If I'm the only one pushin'
It's gonna cost me
Maybe it's me
Who don't do enough
I'll accept that
Ego will get to your head
That's a setback
I'd rather do me instead
Sonics SnapBack
I'm recognized in my city
I Can't be Mad at that
I wanna bring y'all with me
But first understand
If you're not my son
Or my daughter
I can't hold your hand
Get it how you live
I did more than help
Was real giving
Until I ran out of fucks
Oh well
Malachite on my wrist
Is green like the Ganja
Pride blocking my blessings
Open my heart Chakra
Can't complain like I don't know
It's on me
I had to sacrifice
Kicking it with the homies
Many vices challenge me
On the daily bases
Can't Remember her name
But that ass was amazing
Could it be all the movies
I seen growing up
Video vixens
Eye Candy's and Pimp Cups
Big Trucks
Midnight club Dub edition
All I know is it comes and goes
In this expedition
Sharpening and Polishing
My sword for this Mission
If I jump in your cypher
Can't promise I won't kill 'em
They be asking for features
Knowing they just started
I tell em to keep it up
If this is where your heart is
And you'll become that Artist
Gripping that Paint Brush
Color with Pain and Love
At first they Praise ya
And then they Hate ya guts
Whatever it is
Don't let 'em say they made ya
Why would I sign a record deal
If I'm the Major huh

Cause ever since I was a kid
I knew I was special
Instrumentals on a burnt cd
Player with the headphones
Then it went to MP3
Now it's all on my phone
Who's calling me



Credits
Writer(s): Cristian Zavala
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