It's
Good
Ain't gonna pick up the phone
Cuz how all these presidents still be feeling alone
It's wrong
These rocks can talk
And I let you know every time I get your picture
Crack a smile, you so fine
These rocks can talk
They would've told the brothers take that plea
And don't go to trial
Couple people did that time when we was holding it down
Tell J2 I'm on the way cuz I just want him to smile
Now,
I know you wondering why I'm a mess, son
I had to go because your daddy pays dudes like a man,
son
Hey mama,
this my last time,
then I'm forever done Say I lose tribe,
by the time I jump,
I have a grandson
And they put me on probation,
it don't matter I done came too far,
the f***ers I'm going like far
50 clip look like a man playing on my
handgun I would go to war with anybody,
even Santa
Swap,
she even call me daddy,
she ain't pampered Promise you my best one got plenty like who have
These rocks can talk They'll tell you
being here just for keeping it real
How they witness plenty real,
shed tears for you Names of people you fed,
you ain't gonna see in the mirror
For real These rocks can talk They'd probably tell me wrap it up,
let everybody f***ing get cold
Would've told me everybody ain't gonna pick up the phone
Cuz how all these presidents still be feeling alone It's wrong
Yeah,
I stood on beers,
I did that for extra My glock tower,
asking,
ears in pressure My chain here,
you can't be the one in this impression I called everybody phone,
but never got in there