After This Don't Call Me

c lot of time, a lot of pain, go into the words I'm saying So I hope that you can feel it Keep my distance from some people, Lord protect me from the reaper ‘Cause I know that they ain't wit' me No everything ain't what it seems I use to dream ‘bout triple beams Now I dream of finer things, tryin' stay up off the scene While I stack this fettucine cnd I got this fine lil' mamacita I'm on my grind, but she tryin' see me I know she'll be by my side if I call her Came through wit' no panties on, she ain't a staller Who can you trust, who can you call on? I had some love, but now it's all gone Some folks I love did me dead wrong So who gone toast up wit' me now? I know she'll be my side if I call her But I told her after this don't call me Pourin' Dom Perignon on the ground You only pop it when you do it for the ‘Gram I just left the Ritz wit' a baddie cnd I had a couple racks in my baggage Hold me down ‘cause, you know I live a trench life c hundred rounds ‘cause, a nigga live a trench life I done came to far to let ‘em knock me off my pivot I can't stop until we all sitting on milli' c lot of time, a lot of pain, go into the words I'm saying So I hope that you can feel it Keep my distance from some people, Lord protect me from the reaper ‘Cause I know that they ain't wit' me No everything ain't what it seems I use to dream ‘bout triple beams Now I dream of finer things, tryin' stay up off the scene While I stack this fettucine No everything ain't what it seems I use to dream ‘bout triple beams Tryin' stay up off the scene while I stack this fettucine I told ‘em from the jump they didn't believe it