Phone Call - Remix
I need a phone call to heaven
Can you finally find a way
To take away my pain
They was here like yesterday
They was here like yesterday
I'd trade out all the lames
Just to rise them from the grave
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
If we tatting fallen homies kid I ain't got enough skin
Look back at all my memories like shit that I had just lived
I've been praying on the daily that God won't give up yet
Contemplating life getting lost in the sunset
I got some scars on my heart so I trust less
Thank the lord I've been blessed with this success
A couple calls to the thugs mansion
I'd text my dog send a snap fore I run ramped
If I had a direct line I'd be out here selling time
Hit 'em hurry up and buy cuz the price is bout to rise
If I could just send a text but what would I say
And who would I say it to to show me the way
Maybe instead of a call I should write a letter
Lick it and seal it and then it's stamped forever
I got a lot on my heart and even more on my mind
Every day is a blessing from the Holy Devine
I need a phone call to heaven
Can you finally find a way
To take away my pain
They was here like yesterday
They was here like yesterday
I'd trade out all the lames
Just to rise them from the grave
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
Operator patch to heaven
Gotta call collect and if my scales weigh right
Then someone accepts
Operator patch to heaven
I hear all the threats
I'm at this phone booth high loading up a tech
I pray to thee but they prey on me and that's a ok
Cuz I got 223's ain't a mother nah hold up
Ever gone stop me
I'm a roll up even if the odds say defeat
I'm a G gangster by nature but no banging
I ain't backing down from whoever life as a brave man
Rock what I want wherever I ain't a cave man
And I don't follow orders from who ain't my mama
Ain't no lame man C A Dolla tell my brudda nem
I love them though
Aye Monique I changed but they ain't want that
So I'm stepping folks
Providing at a high space if I'm alive ya'll alive
This is my faith I'm straight
I need a phone call to heaven
Can you finally find a way
To take away my pain
They was here like yesterday
They was here like yesterday
I'd trade out all the lames
Just to rise them from the grave
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
Can you finally find a way
To take away my pain
They was here like yesterday
They was here like yesterday
I'd trade out all the lames
Just to rise them from the grave
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
If we tatting fallen homies kid I ain't got enough skin
Look back at all my memories like shit that I had just lived
I've been praying on the daily that God won't give up yet
Contemplating life getting lost in the sunset
I got some scars on my heart so I trust less
Thank the lord I've been blessed with this success
A couple calls to the thugs mansion
I'd text my dog send a snap fore I run ramped
If I had a direct line I'd be out here selling time
Hit 'em hurry up and buy cuz the price is bout to rise
If I could just send a text but what would I say
And who would I say it to to show me the way
Maybe instead of a call I should write a letter
Lick it and seal it and then it's stamped forever
I got a lot on my heart and even more on my mind
Every day is a blessing from the Holy Devine
I need a phone call to heaven
Can you finally find a way
To take away my pain
They was here like yesterday
They was here like yesterday
I'd trade out all the lames
Just to rise them from the grave
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
Operator patch to heaven
Gotta call collect and if my scales weigh right
Then someone accepts
Operator patch to heaven
I hear all the threats
I'm at this phone booth high loading up a tech
I pray to thee but they prey on me and that's a ok
Cuz I got 223's ain't a mother nah hold up
Ever gone stop me
I'm a roll up even if the odds say defeat
I'm a G gangster by nature but no banging
I ain't backing down from whoever life as a brave man
Rock what I want wherever I ain't a cave man
And I don't follow orders from who ain't my mama
Ain't no lame man C A Dolla tell my brudda nem
I love them though
Aye Monique I changed but they ain't want that
So I'm stepping folks
Providing at a high space if I'm alive ya'll alive
This is my faith I'm straight
I need a phone call to heaven
Can you finally find a way
To take away my pain
They was here like yesterday
They was here like yesterday
I'd trade out all the lames
Just to rise them from the grave
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
I need a phone call to heaven
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Writer(s): Ramone Johnson
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