"One Call Away" lyrics
Bigger mission
Plot thickens, the business
Knee deep, can't politic with the bitches
Stick together, they already against us
No justice, they already convinced us
They already convicted us
All these senseless sentences
A lot of friendships end over percentages
Secure yourself, always remember it
Just cause he's fam don't mean give em a membership
Different pain when you and your gang in it
I tell em "ain't no blood spilled then rekindle it"
Can't function physically when your mental hit
Five percent on that window, get your rental flipped
Solo nigga, I ain't gotta send a hit
Fucking rats be the reason that they send a blitz
But they can never put an end to this
I gotta keep the engine lit, rolling long as we benefit
I gotta
I gots to get right
It's the first of the month, gotta keep on the lights
My son needs lunch
My daughter love to swipe
My bitch need money, my brother saying it's tight
My nieces or my nephews every other day
My momma and my sister know I'm one call away
Niggas in the streets tryna come crawl this way
You ain't call me before nigga don't call today
Stay the fuck out my way
Twenty-four-seven trappin' money on my mind
Selling everything they buy
Tryna save up every dime
Getting to the paper, can't waste no time
Different entrance, baby we don't wait in no line
Selling that exotic, every product, every kind of narcotic
Imma hustle, anyway to get mine
Gots to get...
Twenty-four-seven trappin' money on my mind
Selling that exotic, every product, every kind of narcotic
Imma hustle anyway to
Selling that exotic, every product, every kind of narcotic, Imma product of the hockin, I gotta tell em
It's poppin'...
Plot thickens, the business
Knee deep, can't politic with the bitches
Stick together, they already against us
No justice, they already convinced us
They already convicted us
All these senseless sentences
A lot of friendships end over percentages
Secure yourself, always remember it
Just cause he's fam don't mean give em a membership
Different pain when you and your gang in it
I tell em "ain't no blood spilled then rekindle it"
Can't function physically when your mental hit
Five percent on that window, get your rental flipped
Solo nigga, I ain't gotta send a hit
Fucking rats be the reason that they send a blitz
But they can never put an end to this
I gotta keep the engine lit, rolling long as we benefit
I gotta
I gots to get right
It's the first of the month, gotta keep on the lights
My son needs lunch
My daughter love to swipe
My bitch need money, my brother saying it's tight
My nieces or my nephews every other day
My momma and my sister know I'm one call away
Niggas in the streets tryna come crawl this way
You ain't call me before nigga don't call today
Stay the fuck out my way
Twenty-four-seven trappin' money on my mind
Selling everything they buy
Tryna save up every dime
Getting to the paper, can't waste no time
Different entrance, baby we don't wait in no line
Selling that exotic, every product, every kind of narcotic
Imma hustle, anyway to get mine
Gots to get...
Twenty-four-seven trappin' money on my mind
Selling that exotic, every product, every kind of narcotic
Imma hustle anyway to
Selling that exotic, every product, every kind of narcotic, Imma product of the hockin, I gotta tell em
It's poppin'...
