A Phone Call (Interlude)

Through the telephone where you'll reach me
On the mountains let's take it easy
I guess I ain't as good as I thought
You deserve some love that I ain't got
I hurt all day and I can't stop
What's it worth to a place that I forgot
But I remember how she made me feel
I miss my brudda,Bitch I'm rolling off a Brittney pill
We can get a jetski
I can cut it for a minute if you let me know
I hate these niggas yea I think they is my pet peeve
Live a movie like my name was fucking Jet Li
I don't need no referee
I'm doing shit to heal my mind
Hoe,i told you don't judge
He don't want it I got bruddas tryna post up
Shoot a nigga he gon turn into a coldcut
Baby so what
Yea so what
So what,so what
Show up
I said Rari or the Ranges
I told you that we go through changes
I guess I ain't as good as I thought
I guess I ain't as good as I thought
I guess I ain't as good as I thought



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