Composer : Rodarius Green
I been up for three nights tryna plan out my life
I been living so wrong but I just wanna do right
It's like I did her so wrong but gon' end up to be my wife
Wanna pack up my clothes, my kids are catching some flies
They getting older
I never wanted them to know how it feel to come from a broken home
My fault, guess I did it all wrong
Park the Rolls truck, ain't drove that thing in a minute
I don't even know why I bought it, really hate the attention
And I say it was the look on my mama face when I did it
Ready to lose my mind, ready to say it ain't rented
Can't get lost in the sauce, caught in money complications
What's the point of an Instagram anyway when you got millions for real
I heard you really got them millions for real
It be seven in the morning, my s**t buzzing and banging
All day my phone rang ever since I been faded
Everybody got the perfect scheme to get 'em some paper
Tryna make it seem what's best for me and it no favor
If it wasn't for favors, they'll never call you
Sometimes, I need someone to talk to
Sometimes this life can be confusing
Call your friends and ask how they doing
I'm cooling, most days I just be cooling
Everybody got they own life and they own problems
This life's too short for graduates just call 'em
To the girl who got my heart, forever open my line
To my niggas down the road, one call at a time
My phone never ring to see if I'm doing fine
Even though so I be caught up on the grind
Could you call me if I ever cross your mind
Do I ever cross your mind
If I ever cross your mind
Call me if I ever cross your mind
If I ever cross your mind, if I ever cross your mind
Please call me
