Nobody To Call On
Call on
Nobody to call on
Phone full of numbers nobody to call on
Just some young niggas wishing we could get our ball on
All alone wit' this fire on me we keep it pushin but we tied homie
Can you feel a thug cry homie
Phone full of numbers nobody to call on
Just some young niggas wishing we could get our ball on
All alone wit' this fire on me we keep it pushin but we tied homie
Can you feel a thug cry homie
Eviction notice on table eating ramen noodles
I was born in the trenches where they birth shooters
No money for the light bill talk about dark times
Misery loves company no one could be apart of mine
No one could apart this pain I'm running on empty my body is drained
You running you wit' me you feelin' the rain
The world is against me i stay in my lane
No matter where i seem to go all i feel is pain
All i feel all i feel
Phone full of numbers nobody to call on
Just some young niggas wishing we could get our ball on
All alone wit' this fire on me we keep it pushin but we tied homie
Can you feel a thug cry homie
Phone full of numbers nobody to call on
Just some young niggas wishing we could get our ball on
All alone wit' this fire on me we keep it pushin but we tied homie
Can you feel a thug cry homie
Nobody to call on
Phone full of numbers nobody to call on
Just some young niggas wishing we could get our ball on
All alone wit' this fire on me we keep it pushin but we tied homie
Can you feel a thug cry homie
Phone full of numbers nobody to call on
Just some young niggas wishing we could get our ball on
All alone wit' this fire on me we keep it pushin but we tied homie
Can you feel a thug cry homie
Eviction notice on table eating ramen noodles
I was born in the trenches where they birth shooters
No money for the light bill talk about dark times
Misery loves company no one could be apart of mine
No one could apart this pain I'm running on empty my body is drained
You running you wit' me you feelin' the rain
The world is against me i stay in my lane
No matter where i seem to go all i feel is pain
All i feel all i feel
Phone full of numbers nobody to call on
Just some young niggas wishing we could get our ball on
All alone wit' this fire on me we keep it pushin but we tied homie
Can you feel a thug cry homie
Phone full of numbers nobody to call on
Just some young niggas wishing we could get our ball on
All alone wit' this fire on me we keep it pushin but we tied homie
Can you feel a thug cry homie
Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Walker
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Infinite
- Dolla Poppin (feat. Abbi Fxx) - Single
- Fxck Nxggaz (feat. Multiszn) - Single
- Mami Mueve (feat. Kidd Bask & Roy RG) - Single
- Tropical Money (feat. 2x Smokie & ThatKidFrom94) - Single
- Wet For Me (feat. Xodrew) - Single
- Put That On Everything (Love) (feat. Bri A.) - Single
- Solo - Single
- Leave The Streets
- Cry
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