Is This My Call? (feat. Reel)
I'm stuck in between these conflictions
That got me all thinking
If life is just constant growing pains for wisdom
I've been all twisted & sipping on Henny wondering if there's ever a road to redemption
Shit got me sickened the way they Did me
And left me all stranded like a dog on the benches
But fuck it, like flowers, I grow,
Watch the diamonds all glow
Ima have my neck shining and glistening
I've been all struck, running amok
Life is a bitch and I'm getting my nut
Been down so long man it's time to get up
The world is my train and I got to conduct
Been so burnt out man my soul
It just burns
While it's yearning for something beyond my components
The pain is so potent
that's why all this poetry seeps out like pearls from the oil tainted ocean
Still, I'm gon rise
It's all televised
For a taste of the pies man I'll sell me dope dimes
Any connect in the city just pass me a Brick I'll come back with a 5 story house
Cuz I know that doubt won't be in my route
And ridin' with clowns ain't what Ima about
Don't you try talking down
Bitch I'm made for the clouds
I can't fuck with these posers that be living in lies
Reel
I can't fuck with pussies who ain't Put in time
I can't fuck with bitches unless they a dime
We kick it with Vivid cause all of my Visions so clear you can see the picture from the sky
Young Vivid
Seen it from the sky as I'm talking to the moon
Tell these no rappin' ass rappers better make room
If you got you some bands bitch we Pulling up like goons
Making moves with these tunes keep It true 2 the tomb
I'm so lit, rather soulless
I just want the Rollie with the gold Links
Gotta let em' knoww who the boy is
Cuz all I really have is one moment
Is This My Call?
I don't know but I wonder
Is This My Call?
I don't know
But I'm still gon ball
Reel
Brought the juice for the evening, my Boys been fiending
Young Vivid
Need a new watch
Need me new socks
Might need me a glock
To pop on these spots
And buy out yo block
Reel
Next 5 years all mapped out, I'm Sleeping on gold, about to crash out the ceiling
Young Vivid
Aye, Fuck what you say
Can't stop the chase
I'm still gon get paid
Reel
These pakis been slacking, I'm pushing that weight up
They getting too comfortable
up in the game
We coming and crashing your party Ay fuck all them goofies
I'm taking the shit off your plate
Handling business the way yo bitch handle my dick
Had to pass it that pussy got shame
Everyone playing
Lil bitch I ain't playing, I'm digging a grave you put dirt on my name
This summer imma fuck yo bitch
This summer imma rob yo whip
This summer better run yo shit
And I'm doing it all legally
All of these bitches ain't shit that they mean to me
Pardon the violence, a horrifying scenery
Stepping on rappers, running Adidas
Getting my credit they freeze when I heat up
I'm running a milli you better believe us boy
You better believe us
Young Vivid
You better believe us cuz ain't no one did
I step to the building looking fresh as A fetus and I'm smelling like a whole mafuckin brick
Reel
I'm trying to pack out arenas
Talk on the internet scared when They see us
Young Vivid
They don't say shit when they see us
Reel
I been on the climbing just wait till the re up
I been on the grinding I speed past a Beamer
My diamonds been shining it's lighting the street up
I been undecided she good or a demon
Cause fuck all these hoes I ain't fucking on leeches
I still just be hustling, can't put my feet up
I hate watching pakis work harder, ain't gon be stopping till my shit gets charted
In love with these dollars, we run it up faster than Leon
No deal if we can't find shit agree on
Lighting the game up I'm living in neon
Ain't no waiting imma get it in three months
City infested with crime boy
stay the fuck outta my line boy
I ain't involved with these lying hoes
Young Vivid
That's why we just em' down boi
Reel
I just got everyone slimed tho
Brought the juice for the evening, my boys been fiending
Need a new watch
Need me new socks
Might need me a glock
To pop on these spots
And buy out yo block
Reel
Next 5 years all mapped out,
I'm sleeping on gold, about to crash out the ceiling
Young Vivid
Aye, Fuck what you say
Can't stop the chase
I'm still gon get paid
That got me all thinking
If life is just constant growing pains for wisdom
I've been all twisted & sipping on Henny wondering if there's ever a road to redemption
Shit got me sickened the way they Did me
And left me all stranded like a dog on the benches
But fuck it, like flowers, I grow,
Watch the diamonds all glow
Ima have my neck shining and glistening
I've been all struck, running amok
Life is a bitch and I'm getting my nut
Been down so long man it's time to get up
The world is my train and I got to conduct
Been so burnt out man my soul
It just burns
While it's yearning for something beyond my components
The pain is so potent
that's why all this poetry seeps out like pearls from the oil tainted ocean
Still, I'm gon rise
It's all televised
For a taste of the pies man I'll sell me dope dimes
Any connect in the city just pass me a Brick I'll come back with a 5 story house
Cuz I know that doubt won't be in my route
And ridin' with clowns ain't what Ima about
Don't you try talking down
Bitch I'm made for the clouds
I can't fuck with these posers that be living in lies
Reel
I can't fuck with pussies who ain't Put in time
I can't fuck with bitches unless they a dime
We kick it with Vivid cause all of my Visions so clear you can see the picture from the sky
Young Vivid
Seen it from the sky as I'm talking to the moon
Tell these no rappin' ass rappers better make room
If you got you some bands bitch we Pulling up like goons
Making moves with these tunes keep It true 2 the tomb
I'm so lit, rather soulless
I just want the Rollie with the gold Links
Gotta let em' knoww who the boy is
Cuz all I really have is one moment
Is This My Call?
I don't know but I wonder
Is This My Call?
I don't know
But I'm still gon ball
Reel
Brought the juice for the evening, my Boys been fiending
Young Vivid
Need a new watch
Need me new socks
Might need me a glock
To pop on these spots
And buy out yo block
Reel
Next 5 years all mapped out, I'm Sleeping on gold, about to crash out the ceiling
Young Vivid
Aye, Fuck what you say
Can't stop the chase
I'm still gon get paid
Reel
These pakis been slacking, I'm pushing that weight up
They getting too comfortable
up in the game
We coming and crashing your party Ay fuck all them goofies
I'm taking the shit off your plate
Handling business the way yo bitch handle my dick
Had to pass it that pussy got shame
Everyone playing
Lil bitch I ain't playing, I'm digging a grave you put dirt on my name
This summer imma fuck yo bitch
This summer imma rob yo whip
This summer better run yo shit
And I'm doing it all legally
All of these bitches ain't shit that they mean to me
Pardon the violence, a horrifying scenery
Stepping on rappers, running Adidas
Getting my credit they freeze when I heat up
I'm running a milli you better believe us boy
You better believe us
Young Vivid
You better believe us cuz ain't no one did
I step to the building looking fresh as A fetus and I'm smelling like a whole mafuckin brick
Reel
I'm trying to pack out arenas
Talk on the internet scared when They see us
Young Vivid
They don't say shit when they see us
Reel
I been on the climbing just wait till the re up
I been on the grinding I speed past a Beamer
My diamonds been shining it's lighting the street up
I been undecided she good or a demon
Cause fuck all these hoes I ain't fucking on leeches
I still just be hustling, can't put my feet up
I hate watching pakis work harder, ain't gon be stopping till my shit gets charted
In love with these dollars, we run it up faster than Leon
No deal if we can't find shit agree on
Lighting the game up I'm living in neon
Ain't no waiting imma get it in three months
City infested with crime boy
stay the fuck outta my line boy
I ain't involved with these lying hoes
Young Vivid
That's why we just em' down boi
Reel
I just got everyone slimed tho
Brought the juice for the evening, my boys been fiending
Need a new watch
Need me new socks
Might need me a glock
To pop on these spots
And buy out yo block
Reel
Next 5 years all mapped out,
I'm sleeping on gold, about to crash out the ceiling
Young Vivid
Aye, Fuck what you say
Can't stop the chase
I'm still gon get paid
Credits
Writer(s): Omar Ragab
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