"a minute phone call" lyrics

I'm on my way up
Mama, I told you, your son on the way up
I'm on my way up
Type of shit to make an atheist pray up

Uh oh
There she goes
Changing my life with a minute phone call
Changing my mind 'bout the money I spend
All of my time tryna get
Hasn't worked for me yet
And I know from a firsthand fall
That it can all change in a minute phone call
All of the girls and the fair-weather friends
Even the guys you would halves on a benz (it's a good one)
It's just you in the end

I've been living in existentialism, losing vision, blinding pessimism
I forgot the mission, realizing kids are living with no pot to piss in
Every time I go online, I see Columbine, or I see demolition
And everybody thinks they got the best religion
So they never stop and listen
Losing friends and lovers left and right
I'm wondering if the fight is worth the blood
You can put your money where your mouth is
You can bet your house, we heard enough
Steady tryna fill up my accounts instead of showing feelings
Wide smile, fillings showing, but I know it's only fickle
Couldn't bring a nickel to the grave
I say—

Oh
There she goes
Changing my life with a minute phone call
Changing my mind 'bout the money I spend
All of my time tryna get
Hasn't worked for me yet
And I know from a firsthand fall
That it can all change in a minute phone call
All of the girls and the fair-weather friends
Even the guys you would halves on a benz
It's just you in the end