freddiellow - missed call lyrics
[verse 1]
i’m woke. lead me through your paths
light the way, get me mesmerized
is this for real?
or is this one of those odd tricks
sorrow shoots out of the mind?
why it’s so bright out here?
as you might hear down there
where he’s from it’s different
legend has it all the way
keeping your name
away from those with twisted mind
what can i say? at least i’m lifted
you know i googled you (googled you, googled you)
i studied you up on a block when i got shot
and stopped blood squirt from my hand
right there in a locker with an ounce in my pocket
right when cops busted my friend
[chorus]
i was getting money ’cause i fed my cat and i paid my taxes
i was f-cking b-tches ’cause i got no sleep so i shared my mattress
i was getting money ’cause i got no sleep, so much time to think
to hard to stay in one place, they remembered my face so that’s why i did my thing
[verse 2]
man i right my wrongs, i wipe out make-believes
i did my best to meet all kinds of crooks and thieves
i loved the nature: like major
trees, gr-ss, bushes, leaves
i loved the green color, c.r.e.a.m., dollar dollar bill y’all
substantive conditions, substances fished up
offensive prohibition, douches saying that i can’t
faded blossoms of my days to come
are the one and only reason why i stopped to worry ’bout this sh-t and got to rhyme
[chorus]
i was getting money ’cause i fed my cat and i paid my taxes
i was f-cking b-tches ’cause i got no sleep so i shared my mattress
i was getting money ’cause i got no sleep, so much time to think
to hard to stay in one place, they remembered my face so that’s why i did my thing
[chorus]
i was getting money ’cause i fed my cat and i paid my taxes
i was f-cking b-tches ’cause i got no sleep so i shared my mattress
i was getting money ’cause i got no sleep, so much time to think
to hard to stay in one place, they remembered my face so that’s why i did my thing
[outro]
from my room to the bar, just a couple of shots, now that’s a good start (that’s a good start)
think i can handle two more. look at my wrist – oops, i gotta go (i gotta go)
sh-t now i can’t drive. who the f-ck cares? have plenty of time
taking a cab, making it rush. good evening sir, i had reservation on my…
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