CALLING
Keep a with me, keep a with me
At all times
Keep a with me, keep a with me
At all times
Mmmm, Mmmmm
Yea
Calling for the Lord I hope he hear me
I can't let these sucka niggas near me
Do I gotta keep a shoota near me?
I can't let these niggas leave me empty
Click clack, they gon' blow that (bah!)
Leave him in the past like a throwback
Who gon' shoot the bullet? You ain't gotta know that
Toe tag, ain't wanna be on that. So sad!
Walkin' round alone Unghetto gotta protect his self
Gotta check yourself before you wreck yourself
Since a young nigga was 16, I been havin' big dreams
I just wanna get cream
Since a kid I couldn't get seen
Now these bitches want me in they mouth like some Listerine
I'm pullin' big strings, you niggas some lil puppets
Unghetto World I drop my EP you can steal from it
I took a break to do YouTube lil bitch I still run it
That nigga mad he can't afford me, had a lil budget
Tried me because my name Unghetto, that was real rugged
They with it all, I make a call you got a kill comin' (Frrrah, yea)
Calling for the Lord I hope he hear me
I can't let these sucka niggas near me
Do I gotta keep a shoota near me?
I can't let these niggas leave me empty
Click clack, they gon' blow that (bah!)
Leave him in the past like a throwback
Who gon' shoot the bullet? You ain't gotta know that
Toe tag, ain't wanna be on that. So sad!
That mula thirsty man it never miss my phone call
I was lackin' last year but I be in my zone dawg
You was not no good for me I had to leave you lone dawg
And now yo stupid ass see me ballin' like I'm John Wall
Keep my hands clean, hella my niggas on that
Walk away with my hands clean, my brudda got me in combat
Gotta stop the violence cause he can't get his soul back
Niggas be fake, plastic! So I had to note that
Yeah I'm callin' for this paper, can it hear me?
Make in a quarter what a hater makin' yearly
I think I need connection or some wifi
Yeah I lied, I'm too fly
This money can hear me clearly
Calling for the Lord I hope he hear me
I can't let these sucka niggas near me
Do I gotta keep a shoota near me? (Gotta keep a shoota)
I can't let these niggas leave me empty
Click clack, they gon' blow that (bah!)
Leave him in the past like a throwback
Who gon' shoot the bullet? You ain't gotta know that
Toe tag, ain't wanna be on that. So sad!
At all times
Keep a with me, keep a with me
At all times
Mmmm, Mmmmm
Yea
Calling for the Lord I hope he hear me
I can't let these sucka niggas near me
Do I gotta keep a shoota near me?
I can't let these niggas leave me empty
Click clack, they gon' blow that (bah!)
Leave him in the past like a throwback
Who gon' shoot the bullet? You ain't gotta know that
Toe tag, ain't wanna be on that. So sad!
Walkin' round alone Unghetto gotta protect his self
Gotta check yourself before you wreck yourself
Since a young nigga was 16, I been havin' big dreams
I just wanna get cream
Since a kid I couldn't get seen
Now these bitches want me in they mouth like some Listerine
I'm pullin' big strings, you niggas some lil puppets
Unghetto World I drop my EP you can steal from it
I took a break to do YouTube lil bitch I still run it
That nigga mad he can't afford me, had a lil budget
Tried me because my name Unghetto, that was real rugged
They with it all, I make a call you got a kill comin' (Frrrah, yea)
Calling for the Lord I hope he hear me
I can't let these sucka niggas near me
Do I gotta keep a shoota near me?
I can't let these niggas leave me empty
Click clack, they gon' blow that (bah!)
Leave him in the past like a throwback
Who gon' shoot the bullet? You ain't gotta know that
Toe tag, ain't wanna be on that. So sad!
That mula thirsty man it never miss my phone call
I was lackin' last year but I be in my zone dawg
You was not no good for me I had to leave you lone dawg
And now yo stupid ass see me ballin' like I'm John Wall
Keep my hands clean, hella my niggas on that
Walk away with my hands clean, my brudda got me in combat
Gotta stop the violence cause he can't get his soul back
Niggas be fake, plastic! So I had to note that
Yeah I'm callin' for this paper, can it hear me?
Make in a quarter what a hater makin' yearly
I think I need connection or some wifi
Yeah I lied, I'm too fly
This money can hear me clearly
Calling for the Lord I hope he hear me
I can't let these sucka niggas near me
Do I gotta keep a shoota near me? (Gotta keep a shoota)
I can't let these niggas leave me empty
Click clack, they gon' blow that (bah!)
Leave him in the past like a throwback
Who gon' shoot the bullet? You ain't gotta know that
Toe tag, ain't wanna be on that. So sad!
Credits
Writer(s): Moritz Leppers, Mees Van Der Bruggen, Oh No Ty, Mathieu Muyumba
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